<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326</id><updated>2012-02-16T22:19:55.961-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lindsor</title><subtitle type='html'>A glimpse into my triumphs, failures, and successes as a triathlete.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>113</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-5288386832868728100</id><published>2009-12-17T11:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T12:00:41.675-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2009, what a year!?</title><content type='html'>With 2009 coming to a close, I am reminded of how thankful I am. I look back on this year and smile at how many incredible things have happened. Another year full of laughter, smiles, hugs and memories. God has blessed me in so many ways and I still can't figure out why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family had another wonderful year together. Wright is growing quickly, learning all kinds of new things and exploring the world. It's fun to try and see the world from his perspective. We are thankful that he is healthy, happy and very loved. I'm the proudest aunt you will ever meet and adore that child like he is my own. Thank you, Jesus, for such a precious gift. We can't imagine life without him. Thank you to Wood and Betsy for sharing your family with us and allowing us to be a part of his world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've met some wonderful friends this year, that I will be forever indebted to. Thank you all for your support and encouragement. I feel privileged to be a part of your lives and I look forward to sharing another fun year with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for T3, you have been a bigger part of my life than I ever expected. What once started as a hobby has grown into a passion. You have challenged me to become a better athlete and a better person. Thank you for always cheering me on and helping me believe that I can go one step further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that note, I'm also thankful that I was able to experience Ironman. I learned a lot about myself and it helped me become a more mature and disciplined individual. It also allowed me to realize how supportive my family and friends are. You've heard this many times before, but Ironman would not have been possible without them. Those folks are the glue in my life. Without them, I would be a mess. They continually share their love, wisdom and encouragement without expecting anything in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also thankful for a wonderful job that I enjoy. It is called work for a reason, but I feel very blessed to be a part of an organization that I am proud of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expect that 2010 will be another fantastic year. I am excited to see what the future holds and am ready to take on new challenges. 2009 really showed me exactly what I'm looking for and what it is that I want out of life. It's a blast to enjoy the blessings that I have already received and look forward to what lies ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is to hoping 2010 will be a year full of growth, love, taking risks, rewards, family, friendship, hard-work and laughter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-5288386832868728100?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5288386832868728100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=5288386832868728100&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/5288386832868728100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/5288386832868728100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/2009-what-year.html' title='2009, what a year!?'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-1478436099473176271</id><published>2009-11-11T14:11:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T14:19:40.378-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ironman Coeur d'Alene Race Report</title><content type='html'>Okay, here it is. I know you have all been waiting for this… (insert sarcasm here.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gun went off at 6:45 for the pros. I wasn’t even near the water at this point, but I didn’t really care. For someone who is typically a stress ball, I was surprisingly calm and collected. Karen and I casually walked down to the water’s edge and lined up at the very back of the pack. Gun went off at 7:00. She and I waited about a minute or so for the washing machine to hit the spin cycle before getting in. I was hopeful that this would keep me out of the chaos. By the time I had settled into my stroke, about 50 yards in, there were people surrounding me. It really is like being thrown into a washing machine with a bunch of panicky people. Arms are flying, legs are kicking, and the water is white from all the splashing. It was quite the experience. We made it to the first turn. Everyone comes to a complete stand-still because of the traffic jam. Eventually, it lightened up and I kept going. I remember the sun being in my eyes and kind of blinding me. I decided to follow some dude’s feet until I realized I was actually faster than him and started swimming over him. Sorry buddy. So, we round the next buoy and I’m feeling really strong. At this point, the huge waves are pushing me closer to the shore and I feel like I’m hauling. About 100 meters from land, some dude kicks me in the eye ball. Hurt like a “you know what.” I thought my goggle had been smooshed into my eye-socket. I get out of the water and sprint around the beach to start my second lap. Still feeling great that this point. Finish up the second lap with only a couple of more bruises and such. Got smacked in the back of the head by some chick. It scared me to death. I thought my brain was going to ‘spload. Waking up the next morning with a black eye was special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make it out of the water. I’m completely fired up from having a good swim at this point. T1 was a breeze. The volunteers were incredible. I get all bundled up and grab my precious Cervelo for a short little ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy crap. That ride was not easy. Those are not hills. Those are MOUNTAINS. My legs felt like bricks. I made the first loop and swung around near transition. I saw the T3ers cheering and then my parents. I’m not sure that I’ve ever heard my mom yell that loud. I really didn’t want to head out for a second loop. At this point, it was getting very cold. I was freezing, tired and just wanted to get out of the saddle. Too bad quitting wasn’t an option, because I really would have. Second loop was more painful than the first. Seriously, those hills were like pedaling through sand. I believe at one point, I looked down at the speedometer and it was registering 4mph. Are you kidding me!? That’s infuriating. On the final few miles, it started raining. Now, I’m soaking wet. Finally, I make it back to transition and I’ve never been more excited to hand off my bike to some wonderful volunteer. “Take it and burn it," I told him. I scramble into T2 absolutely freezing. That tent was so warm and cozy. Again, I didn’t want to leave. Some poor soul helped me put on dry clothes and sent me on my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the cozy tent and onto the rainy, windy, and cold run course. Oh Ironman is so fun. I made it through the first couple of miles moving at a decent pace and ran into one of my favorite people. KAREN! I couldn’t help but get all giddy. I run to catch up with her and we decide to do the next 24 miles together. She is amazing. A life-saver. A true Ironman. We decide at about mile 5 that we are ditching our nutrition. We make a deal to throw away our gel flasks and sample the buffet at the aid stations. Best decision ever. We also decided to do a LOT of walking. We laughed, we yelled, we grunted and cried. It was such a blast. The emotional roller coaster was exhausting but it helped having someone else there to pick you up when it starts to really hurt. Halfway through the run, we see Joe Blakistone. He starts yelling, “You’re doing this! YOURE DOING AN IRONMAN!!!!” He’s yelling, shaking his fist, smiling so big. The spectators had to be a little weirded out but it absolutely made my day. That was the first point at which it really dawned on me that I could do this. I would become an Ironman that day. We get out to the dark, cold neighborhoods and I begin to realize there are gigantic blisters on my feet. We’re talking half dollar size. It felt like I had razor blades in my shoes. The only thing I could really focus on was the desire to take a warm shower and crawl in bed. Coming out of the neighborhoods, we could see the lights and hear the music. The Promised Land. We were finally there. I couldn’t believe we were almost home. It was the most incredible feeling ever. We rounded the corner to the finish chute. Karen and I decided that she would go on first and have her moment. I told her I would see her at the finish line once she was an Ironman. At this point, I’m crying tears of joy. One of the best pieces of advice I received during training was to slow down in the finish chute, make eye contact with the spectators, high five people and take a mental image of the finish line. I believe I stopped at one point and just stared, trying to remember every detail, the sounds, the smells, the lights, the people… EVERYTHING. Finally, I jog through the finish line and hear Mike Reilly say, “Lindsey Clements, you are an Ironman.” Oh those sweet sweet words. I can’t describe the feeling. I did it. I actually did an Ironman. Next thing I know, some sweet volunteer has his arm around my waist and was telling me congratulations. He asked how I was feeling. “I feel incredible. I don’t need medical. I’m on Cloud 9.” My mom and dad come running up to the fence for hugs and congratulations. My mom hugged me so hard I had to tell her to let go. My skin hurt to the touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the most incredible experience of my life. The pain was indescribable, but the feeling of accomplishment made every single tear, pedal, step, and stroke over the last 3 years worth it. I am an Ironman and that can never be taken away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I close this post with one last thought…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t believe I just signed for Ironman Florida 2010. Bring it, Ironman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-1478436099473176271?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1478436099473176271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=1478436099473176271&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/1478436099473176271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/1478436099473176271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/ironman-coeur-dalene-race-report.html' title='Ironman Coeur d&apos;Alene Race Report'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-7349794659332385018</id><published>2009-08-17T16:01:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T16:12:41.529-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ironman Experience, Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SonFoBTMT3I/AAAAAAAAAm0/0sWWn4hioKc/s1600-h/danksin+start.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371041321950400370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SonFoBTMT3I/AAAAAAAAAm0/0sWWn4hioKc/s320/danksin+start.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flashback: I remember standing at the starting line of Danskin Triathlon 2007, wishing to myself that I could do an Ironman one day. How proud I would be? How incredible would it feel to cross the finish line? I reminded myself that will never be me. Ironman is for the real endurance athletes… Not in my entire lifetime, could I have guessed that it could become a reality. Little did I know, two and half years later…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 21st, 2009:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:15AM - wake up call. Why so early? I had to start eating. I had planned on taking in about 700 calories (if memory serves me correctly) before starting the race. This meant I needed to eat about 2-3 times before I ever got to the race site. I prepared myself a bowl of Grapenuts, Soy Milk &amp;amp; 2 bananas. Nom, nom, nom... Another hour passed, repeat the last meal. By this time, I’m beginning to wake up but I am, surprisingly, composed. No butterflies in the belly but I held a focused mindset. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371041875142929906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SonGIOGkbfI/AAAAAAAAAm8/po0MNK1ilvw/s320/breakfast.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4:45ish – Double check my swim gear, bundle up and head down to the lobby to meet Chris Quirk &amp;amp; Jim Opre for a ride to the race start. By this point, I’m beginning to get stoked, not nervous or unconfident but truly excited for the day ahead of us. We headed down to the transition area and finished packing things up, getting organized and mentally preparing for the race. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371042552221162402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SonGvoamW6I/AAAAAAAAAnE/ksd-pAOVads/s320/alone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;I was able to steal a few minutes away for some peace and quiet. I needed to be alone and review the grueling training over the last 6 months. “Have confidence in yourself and trust your training.” I knew I could do this. I knew that I was physically capable and had the mental strength. The only thing I could not be sure of was what surprises the day would bring. Would it be mechanical issues on the bike? Poor weather? Would my busted ankle hold up for the next 17 hours? Would my nutrition plan fail me? These were the only things that plagued my mind. Finally, before putting on my wetsuit and joining my teammates, I took a few minutes to thank my God for the privilege and ability to be there. I thanked him over and over for my incredible team, T3, and my amazing coaches. I thanked Him for the never-ending support and unselfish love from my family. I thanked him for folks back in Austin &amp;amp; all around the country, who wanted this for me as much as I wanted it for myself. This type of experience can really bring life into focus. It shows you how loved you are and how blessed you have been. It would be impossible not to realize there must be something bigger than you allowing this one-in-a-lifetime experience. Not everyone will stand at the starting line of Ironman about to accomplish a goal that, at one point, seemed impossible. I was one of the blessed few and that was not going to be over-looked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371042807861775058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SonG-gwEitI/AAAAAAAAAnM/ZxHZfjw8IgA/s320/swimstart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:30 - The masses begin moving down to the water’s edge. 2200 people standing on the shoreline of Lake Coeur d’Alene is a mental picture I will not soon forget. I high-fived teammates, wished them the best of luck, hugged those that supported me through the past 6 months, and told my parents how much I loved them and how thankful I was to be their little girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371043546606142498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SonHpgydBCI/AAAAAAAAAnU/27K32QTWZmA/s320/swim2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-7349794659332385018?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7349794659332385018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=7349794659332385018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/7349794659332385018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/7349794659332385018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/ironman-experience-part-2.html' title='Ironman Experience, Part 2'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SonFoBTMT3I/AAAAAAAAAm0/0sWWn4hioKc/s72-c/danksin+start.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-1859426418140246641</id><published>2009-07-30T16:14:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T08:44:03.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ironman Experience - Part I (Pre-Race)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;What an incredible trip!? I had the time of my life. Being at Ironman was like summer camp for adults. I had a total blast. I arrived a few days before my parents. I was lucky enough to get settled in and a few practice swims, rides &amp;amp; runs before the race. Coeur d'Alene, Idaho is gorgeous. The weather was fantastic, excluding race day. (More about this later.) It was a much needed break from the heat and humidity down here in Austin, Texas. My parents and I were amazed at how friendly and supportive the locals were. They could not have been more pleasant to be around. I think they truly love having Ironman come to town... spandex and brightly colored shoes included. The final day before the race, we went for a quick open water swim on the race course. It was a balmy 61 degrees in the water and maybe 50 outside. At this point, I had adjusted to the weather quite well. After a short swim, I headed back to the BW (Best Western) for a quick nap. Mom &amp;amp; Dad took me out to drive the race course in the afternoon. I am very glad we did this. It helped ease my nerves knowing what awaited me the following day. I spent the rest of the day in bed, relaxing. I might have taken 3 different naps and kept my feet propped up above my heart. I knew they would need every ounce of help they could get. The night before the race, my parents took me to a fantastic Italian restaurant for dinner. Note to self: do not order the Sun Dried Tomato Chicken Parmesian Pasta before race day, no matter how delicious it may be. ***Especially, when you have been on a vegan diet for two months leading up to the race. After an early dinner, and by early I mean Blue Plate Special early, we headed back to get some rest. Thank you Mom &amp;amp; Dad for all of the pre race encouragement and enthusiasm. You completed this experience for me and I could not have done without you. If it weren't for you two, MY ROCKS IN LIFE, I would have been a pile of nerves going into this race.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364366173424735218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SnIOnPQaU_I/AAAAAAAAAl0/T2OIjeoMDZ0/s320/Lake+CDA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lake Coeur d'Alene after dusk.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364366344431288738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SnIOxMTjQaI/AAAAAAAAAl8/gcPWr36wPh0/s320/Ironman+Athletes+Village.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ironman Athletes Village from a distance. Beautiful green grass and pine trees. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364366518760865362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SnIO7Vu9flI/AAAAAAAAAmE/dR9q9cvqkz0/s320/13362284-ea42a5ba8c44323767d2ced168d9e15c.4a720da9-scaled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Driving the bike course. The hills are much worse in person. Trust me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364367988992844482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SnIQQ6xlIsI/AAAAAAAAAmM/cZppbOdbtiA/s320/underpants.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Underpants Run: The people behind me are running in their undies. A tradition at Ironman. Too bad I wasn't invited :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364368196629535186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SnIQdASBmdI/AAAAAAAAAmU/ZxxXM1jz6qA/s320/swim.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Goofing around with Karen &amp;amp; Shawnda before a chilly swim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364368563851403618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SnIQyYSioWI/AAAAAAAAAmc/KZ_0LV2DTcQ/s320/bikes+setup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;2200 bikes ready for the race! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364368826343662338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SnIRBqJkowI/AAAAAAAAAmk/sr_14PmWxx8/s320/4801_673120658733_9206098_38297162_7058781_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;WARNING WARNING WARNING&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-1859426418140246641?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1859426418140246641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=1859426418140246641&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/1859426418140246641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/1859426418140246641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/ironman-experience-part-i.html' title='Ironman Experience - Part I (Pre-Race)'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SnIOnPQaU_I/AAAAAAAAAl0/T2OIjeoMDZ0/s72-c/Lake+CDA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-8835996052656899112</id><published>2009-07-30T16:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T16:05:04.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ironman Race Report Coming Soon...</title><content type='html'>Figured I should update you guys, considering I haven't touched my blog in 5 weeks. Yes, I am an IRONMAN. I'll tell you more about the experience later. I even have a ton of pictures to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all of the support!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-8835996052656899112?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8835996052656899112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=8835996052656899112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/8835996052656899112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/8835996052656899112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/ironman-race-report-coming-soon.html' title='Ironman Race Report Coming Soon...'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-6453124779985243060</id><published>2009-06-09T08:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T08:36:21.445-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tony Wrote a Song for Me!</title><content type='html'>You all remember my friend, &lt;a href="http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/capital-of-texas-traithlon.html"&gt;Tony&lt;/a&gt;, from Captex Tri right? Well, he has his own unique way of inspiring me for Ironman. It goes a little something like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(To the tune of Sawyer Brown's &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SoWb_QxYDM0"&gt;Six Days&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Days to CDA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well she rolled outta Austin, heading toward the great white north,&lt;br /&gt;She got her bike in the back, she been ridin' like-a never before,&lt;br /&gt;Lookin' for that Ironman sign, Imaginin' that little white line!&lt;br /&gt;TEN DAYS to CDA, and the Lindsor's a-feelin' fine! S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he got 1,000 gears on her speedy Cervelo bike,&lt;br /&gt;She's passin' slower riders and her eyes are open wide!&lt;br /&gt;Just passed some dude named White,&lt;br /&gt;She's passin' everyone in site!&lt;br /&gt;TEN DAYS to CDA and Lindsey's a-lookin' fine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it seems like a year since she kissed her life goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;She used to have lots of fun but then she started trainin' for this crazy tri,&lt;br /&gt;Now she's married to that daily grind,&lt;br /&gt;With a monster ego and a small behind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN DAYS to CDA and the Lindsor's a-feelin' fine!&lt;br /&gt;Well the USTA is getting' everybody to the line,&lt;br /&gt;It's wetsuit legal and she ain't gonna fall behind,&lt;br /&gt;Her stomach'll be a ball of twine,&lt;br /&gt;When she's crossin' that starting line!&lt;br /&gt;TEN DAYS to CDA and the Lindsor's a-feelin' fine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engine 2 has her light as fallin' snow,&lt;br /&gt;There's a trail of flames behind, boy justa watch her go,&lt;br /&gt;She says `Hey this batch is mine! `You all can kiss my behind!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN DAYS to CDA and the Lindsor's a-feelin' fine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN DAYS to CDA and the Lindsor's a-lookin' fine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-6453124779985243060?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6453124779985243060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=6453124779985243060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/6453124779985243060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/6453124779985243060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/tony-wrote-song-for-me.html' title='Tony Wrote a Song for Me!'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-6171781354490054865</id><published>2009-05-28T11:11:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T08:39:00.535-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Capital of Texas Triathlon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I spent my weekend with my family and T3 out at the CapTexTri. The good news: I was 6th place in my AG. The bad news: I was less than 1 minute away from the podium. It's bitter-sweet. Next year, I'm going back for a podium spot. Captex is my new A-Race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340908323140527954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/Sh630pK351I/AAAAAAAAAk8/Au9L9sADeGA/s320/race.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had an awesome race crew this year. Mom, Dad, Wood and Wright all came out to watch. It made my day... or summer, really!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340908792548211506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/Sh64P92YuzI/AAAAAAAAAlE/HjBKaZn4cHk/s320/4305_86601497364_521242364_1768579_7818582_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This right here is why I love racing in Austin. Gordon Mcgregor took this photo just prior to the start of the race from the swim dock. Amazing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340909035215527410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/Sh64eF2yHfI/AAAAAAAAAlM/Wmn8hPScAH0/s320/46372-406-031f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340909118585065458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/Sh64i8boT_I/AAAAAAAAAlU/HWiW60VHwoI/s320/captex.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Finishing with a bang!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340909309779753922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/Sh64uEr_u8I/AAAAAAAAAlc/pIOwSipBjnc/s320/dork.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just thought you all might want to see my pre-race fashion statement. A lot of people had an opinion on this outfit. I can't figure out why...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340910020870186050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/Sh65XdtKpEI/AAAAAAAAAlk/rjQwAFxVaEc/s320/tony.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My buddy, Tony, came in for the race from Chicago. I am pretty sure he had fun...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Again, it was another successful weekend and I look forward to doing this race in 2010. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-6171781354490054865?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6171781354490054865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=6171781354490054865&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/6171781354490054865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/6171781354490054865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/capital-of-texas-traithlon.html' title='Capital of Texas Triathlon'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/Sh630pK351I/AAAAAAAAAk8/Au9L9sADeGA/s72-c/race.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-1438526195749973627</id><published>2009-05-27T11:43:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T11:54:34.225-05:00</updated><title type='text'>T3 Practiceman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/Sh1uBzDuXfI/AAAAAAAAAkU/f_boyGb-2hg/s1600-h/two.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340545710296030706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/Sh1uBzDuXfI/AAAAAAAAAkU/f_boyGb-2hg/s320/two.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This past weekend was one of our final key training weekends for Ironman. On Saturday morning, the team met out at Kiker Elementary to do a 40 mile ride around South Mopac, followed by a 13 mile run. I felt fantastic and hauled butt during the ride. I was doing a time-trial effort. Apparently, I didn't read the training plan correctly and was not aware that we were only supposed to be going about 5% above our Ironman pace. It was a blast, I must say. It's always fun to ride fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340545978897096210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/Sh1uRbrNXhI/AAAAAAAAAkc/KcsPCheuKdQ/s320/4305_86816882364_521242364_1772936_5282467_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the time we all made it out on the run course, the air temp was heating up quite nicely. I wasn't moving too fast at this point, but it was just great to get in the miles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340546531580435074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/Sh1uxmlL2oI/AAAAAAAAAks/L3g8qjAEmZk/s320/practice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340546264089129602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/Sh1uiCGScoI/AAAAAAAAAkk/jIzbJRAcxzs/s320/practice2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was thrilled to see Performance Wellness at the team tent afterwards and happily signed up for a massage. My hamstrings have been so angry at me recently so Michelle did her best to calm them down.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340546805128577506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/Sh1vBhoJQeI/AAAAAAAAAk0/owbx-nardFA/s320/massage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Another fantastic training weekend with T3. Thanks to Gordon Mcgregor for the awesome photos. You can make any athlete look fast. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-1438526195749973627?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1438526195749973627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=1438526195749973627&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/1438526195749973627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/1438526195749973627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/t3-practiceman.html' title='T3 Practiceman'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/Sh1uBzDuXfI/AAAAAAAAAkU/f_boyGb-2hg/s72-c/two.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-2658686864287775364</id><published>2009-05-27T11:38:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T11:40:55.712-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reasons that I love working for Red Licorice...</title><content type='html'>I spent my Sunday a few weekends ago doing this during the Open Water Swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340544521467723538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/Sh1s8mU9_xI/AAAAAAAAAkM/sN5krKFYqLk/s320/kayak1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just followed the swimmers around to make sure nobody drowned. :) Success. Every athlete accounted for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-2658686864287775364?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2658686864287775364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=2658686864287775364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/2658686864287775364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/2658686864287775364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/reasons-that-i-love-working-for-red.html' title='Reasons that I love working for Red Licorice...'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/Sh1s8mU9_xI/AAAAAAAAAkM/sN5krKFYqLk/s72-c/kayak1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-5370073168107576997</id><published>2009-05-27T11:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T11:37:54.155-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reasons I love Austin...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This morning I woke up to this outside my bedroom window... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340543836146342194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/Sh1sUtTnmTI/AAAAAAAAAj8/fH6KKOlpqPQ/s320/10054307+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-5370073168107576997?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5370073168107576997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=5370073168107576997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/5370073168107576997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/5370073168107576997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/reasons-i-love-austin.html' title='Reasons I love Austin...'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/Sh1sUtTnmTI/AAAAAAAAAj8/fH6KKOlpqPQ/s72-c/10054307+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-7929584668937809815</id><published>2009-05-21T21:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T21:14:34.278-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Exactly 1 Month To Go!</title><content type='html'>This exact time next month, I hope to be coming back from my second loop of the run course and getting closer to that sweet sweet FINISH LINE OF IRONMAN! We have one more weekend of key workouts and we start our taper. I can't believe I've made it this far and have stayed, well, mostly healthy. I've never felt more alive and never been so excited to conquer the biggest challenge of my life, thus far. My body is tired and my mind is exhausted, but I feel fantastic. I am certain that I am in the best shape of my life. I don't want to forget what these next few weeks feel like. The challenge,  excitement, anticipation... it's all thrilling. I know that the taper will be full of it's own unique challenges and I welcome them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also need to send a quick word out to my fellow T3 teammates. I owe you and my coaches the last 5 months of my life. You have kept me going when I thought I wanted to quit. You have encouraged me to come back tomorrow. You have made me smile when all I wanted to do was cry. You have allowed me to genuinely enjoy an endless amount of time on the bike, swimming and running. Most importantly, you have provided support that I could have never imagined or deserved. Thank you so very much. I cannot wait to see you all cross that finish line and share the tears of pure joy and elation in achieving something most will never attempt. You all have been my rocks through this training and I will be forever indebted to you for helping me attain a goal that, not so long ago, seemed impossible. T3 is full of amazing individuals and as a team, we are about to have quite a showing at Ironman Coeur d'Alene. I am ready to arrive in Idaho and celebrate such an amazing adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so blessed in so many ways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-7929584668937809815?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7929584668937809815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=7929584668937809815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/7929584668937809815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/7929584668937809815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/exactly-1-month-to-go.html' title='Exactly 1 Month To Go!'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-6884997347811268011</id><published>2009-04-24T08:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T09:02:28.678-05:00</updated><title type='text'>57 Days Out</title><content type='html'>We are getting closer and closer to Ironman. Last night I felt fantastic. I did a great spin workout at the T3 Performance Training Center, followed by a great brick. I got to run with Priscilla and Shawnda. I felt fantastic. Ooh, I also discovered a great new recovery drink that I fully look forward to after each workout. Cliff Shot French Vanilla Recovery Formula with soy milk. Mmmm. Sure hits the spot. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328257786488393954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SfHGOftZkOI/AAAAAAAAAjs/jPtVuSDg_Ow/s320/cliff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328257865218612562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SfHGTFAJXVI/AAAAAAAAAj0/d5JoQqgEOSI/s320/silk.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-6884997347811268011?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6884997347811268011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=6884997347811268011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/6884997347811268011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/6884997347811268011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/57-days-out.html' title='57 Days Out'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SfHGOftZkOI/AAAAAAAAAjs/jPtVuSDg_Ow/s72-c/cliff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-973911948804817278</id><published>2009-04-23T13:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T13:37:54.393-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We are 58 days out!!!</title><content type='html'>I cannot believe Ironman is less than 2 months away. We are now in our peak phase of training and I feel as though I'm in the best shape of my life. I am loving this and feel like I'm thriving in all aspects of life thanks to training. Yes, there are some pretty tough lows, but also some exciting highs. This week happened to be a great week. We did a killer 90 mile ride in 20 mph winds on Sunday. Hardest ride of my life and I have never been more proud of myself. It built a large amount of self-confidence in me and gave me encouragement that Ironman will be attainable. The following Monday, I worked a full day then headed out for a 20 mile run with Karen Underwood and Shawnda Freeman. We did 4 laps on the 5 mile loop at Town Lake. The girls really kept me going. I could not have done it without them. Highlights from this run includ: Karen's blazing fall that earned her 8pts on the style scale, hallucinating white birds on mile 18, lime green armpits from the dress I wore that day at work and a feeble attempt to jump over the low water crossing which ended in a big wet mess. Good times. Again, Monday was a big confidence builder and made me realize I am that much closer to Ironman. That run was harder than the Austin Marathon for me and I'm so proud we finished it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-973911948804817278?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/973911948804817278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=973911948804817278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/973911948804817278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/973911948804817278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/we-are-58-days-out.html' title='We are 58 days out!!!'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-2242720444579578835</id><published>2009-04-23T13:16:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T13:30:04.864-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Engine 2 Diet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SfCw7Hx7tuI/AAAAAAAAAjE/d2f3qQfql5o/s1600-h/engine+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327952888926549730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 88px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SfCw7Hx7tuI/AAAAAAAAAjE/d2f3qQfql5o/s320/engine+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 2 weeks ago, I started a new nutrition plan. This is a plant-based diet that eliminates meat, dairy, oils and overly processed foods. In an attempt to get into the best shape of my life prior to Ironman, I took on this 28 day plan. So far, it has been fantastic. I love how it makes me feel. I have already lost 3 pounds. Most importantly, my energy levels have improved and remain constant throughout the day. After first hearing about this plan, I was a bit turned off. It was tad extreme and as a faithful meat-lover, I wasn't sure it was for me. However, you all know I love a good challenge, so I ended up taking on the task. So far, here are some of the yummy meals I have had made purely from veggies and whole grains. Seriously, the food is awesome. I can't get enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327953913950794882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SfCx2ySwdII/AAAAAAAAAjM/E9PsxGPqlFM/s320/5417785-5a44598e78f3388061e80864d36d97f8.49f0b1c0-scaled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Mexi-Wrap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327954008153535090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SfCx8ROcMnI/AAAAAAAAAjU/CNYU715CbhI/s320/5590679.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Soyrizo and Bean Tacos from Mr. Natural&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327954112163822386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SfCyCUsbOzI/AAAAAAAAAjc/DvZZ32irbjg/s320/5768692.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rice &amp;amp; Beans, Ole-Style&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327954233864085042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SfCyJaEB3jI/AAAAAAAAAjk/bInMBKxWFcA/s320/5772367.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mixed Berry Cobbler... by far my favorite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-2242720444579578835?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2242720444579578835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=2242720444579578835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/2242720444579578835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/2242720444579578835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/engine-2-diet.html' title='Engine 2 Diet'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SfCw7Hx7tuI/AAAAAAAAAjE/d2f3qQfql5o/s72-c/engine+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-1374033717226220310</id><published>2009-04-23T13:04:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T13:14:08.285-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonestar Race Report</title><content type='html'>So, I'm about a month late on this and I apologize. I did survive my second Half Ironman race. This was definetly a learning experience. I have learned quite a bit about my race day nutrition and what will need to happen on Ironman Race Day to get to the finish line. I know not everything is in my control, but I am doing my best to prepare now and have a plan of attack. As far as this race went, I felt fantastic on the swim. My new westuit worked great and I felt very confident. After a few minutes of thrashing around with a bunch of other women, I settled into my stroke and had a decent pace. As you can see below, I'm happy to be out of the water with a decent time!! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327950455223414802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SfCutdh48BI/AAAAAAAAAik/Nj2nK14rads/s320/45849-006-009f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bike went pretty well. I felt strong and was able to average 17.7 mph, which is pretty fast for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327950647485468802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SfCu4pwvEII/AAAAAAAAAis/mgJiiWVX8Zw/s320/45849-198-001f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327950734502782754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SfCu9t7R5yI/AAAAAAAAAi0/m9ZFPtj1KNM/s320/45849-244-006f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The run did not go so well. After fighting a sinus infection the week before the race, I started out dehydrated and not feeling myself. By the time I made it on the run course, I was throwing up every few miles and trying to force fluids in my body to no avail. Unfortunately, I reached the point where my body could no longer absorb the fluids and they immediately came back up. The good news is, I still finished. You all know me. I refuse to quit regardless of how ugly it might get. I made it to the finish line with a smile and headed straight for the med tent for my usual IV. No pictures of the med tent this go around, unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327951275843424898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SfCvdOk8koI/AAAAAAAAAi8/6v1fEXXZE4s/s320/45849-067-011f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;All in all, the race was a great learning experience. I learned quite a bit about what not to do and I would count that as priceless when it comes to Ironman training. We're getting closer to race day. In fact, we're 58 days out and I'm getting excited!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-1374033717226220310?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1374033717226220310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=1374033717226220310&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/1374033717226220310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/1374033717226220310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/lonestar-race-report.html' title='Lonestar Race Report'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SfCutdh48BI/AAAAAAAAAik/Nj2nK14rads/s72-c/45849-006-009f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-8793193014943312653</id><published>2009-04-01T20:31:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T09:52:20.887-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wetsuit Upgrade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last season, I wore the wetsuit below and it absolutely ruined the swim of my Half Ironman. Way too tight on my neck and ribs. I felt like I could never catch a deep breath and was constantly on the edge of a panic attack.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319900867401004610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 77px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SdQVpyG6tkI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/Eg-hlhL4or4/s320/xterra.gif" border="0" /&gt;Now I'll be swimming in the wetsuit below for the 2009 season. It fits great and feels great. Guess we'll find out more after the race this weekend. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319901348761865586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SdQWFzUSjXI/AAAAAAAAAiY/88RkMU9cwas/s320/blueseventy.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-8793193014943312653?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8793193014943312653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=8793193014943312653&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/8793193014943312653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/8793193014943312653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/wetsuit-upgrade.html' title='Wetsuit Upgrade'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SdQVpyG6tkI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/Eg-hlhL4or4/s72-c/xterra.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-8917606637009287944</id><published>2009-04-01T20:19:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T20:27:53.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where do I spend my Wednesday Nights?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319899368878386210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SdQUSjrSLCI/AAAAAAAAAiI/LDZ6qFFn1Gg/s320/runningtrack.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;With these folks...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319898692234963346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SdQTrK-66ZI/AAAAAAAAAh4/rqENLEr44Lg/s320/Training+2009+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Wearing these...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319899115307291826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SdQUDzDOVLI/AAAAAAAAAiA/ho7DRK3wl3c/s320/Training+2009+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-8917606637009287944?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8917606637009287944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=8917606637009287944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/8917606637009287944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/8917606637009287944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/where-do-i-spend-my-wednesday-nights.html' title='Where do I spend my Wednesday Nights?'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SdQUSjrSLCI/AAAAAAAAAiI/LDZ6qFFn1Gg/s72-c/runningtrack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-4038798686563443773</id><published>2009-04-01T15:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T15:45:54.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hidden Talent?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SdPSd5WduII/AAAAAAAAAho/JXe_foSJ6Ik/s1600-h/hula.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319826995907770498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SdPSd5WduII/AAAAAAAAAho/JXe_foSJ6Ik/s320/hula.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although Ironman training does monopolize the majority of my free time, I'm still taking time to learn new things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-4038798686563443773?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4038798686563443773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=4038798686563443773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/4038798686563443773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/4038798686563443773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/hidden-talent.html' title='Hidden Talent?'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SdPSd5WduII/AAAAAAAAAho/JXe_foSJ6Ik/s72-c/hula.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-1043054789824430951</id><published>2009-04-01T15:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T15:41:55.057-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What am I doing this weekend?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SdPQ832sUZI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/lvAEf9E5xqk/s1600-h/lonestartopbanner2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319825329058763154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SdPQ832sUZI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/lvAEf9E5xqk/s320/lonestartopbanner2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm ready to go back and tackle the Half Ironman in Galveston again. Let's hope things go better than last time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319825804738753442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SdPRYj5o86I/AAAAAAAAAhg/5JpPkxaQFDg/s320/Picture+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Check out my right arm. Yes, that would be an IV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-1043054789824430951?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1043054789824430951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=1043054789824430951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/1043054789824430951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/1043054789824430951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-am-i-doing-this-weekend.html' title='What am I doing this weekend?'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SdPQ832sUZI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/lvAEf9E5xqk/s72-c/lonestartopbanner2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-2230341648811279965</id><published>2009-04-01T15:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T15:36:25.588-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where did our summer go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SdPQRuyONMI/AAAAAAAAAhA/fb4yFHpagd8/s1600-h/brrr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319824587889718466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SdPQRuyONMI/AAAAAAAAAhA/fb4yFHpagd8/s320/brrr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SdPP0Olqr3I/AAAAAAAAAg4/ju0XYLhgoe8/s1600-h/track.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319824081030918002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SdPP0Olqr3I/AAAAAAAAAg4/ju0XYLhgoe8/s320/track.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-2230341648811279965?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2230341648811279965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=2230341648811279965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/2230341648811279965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/2230341648811279965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/where-did-our-summer-go.html' title='Where did our summer go?'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SdPQRuyONMI/AAAAAAAAAhA/fb4yFHpagd8/s72-c/brrr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-3344401091460983673</id><published>2009-04-01T15:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T15:33:02.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1/2 Way There!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SdPPd1KFudI/AAAAAAAAAgw/1d11a5TaqNc/s1600-h/cup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319823696247241170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SdPPd1KFudI/AAAAAAAAAgw/1d11a5TaqNc/s320/cup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are about 3 months out from Ironman. At this point, my longest bike has been 100 miles, longest run 20 miles and swim… well that doesn’t count. Most are about 3,000 meters. I should probably get on that whole Open Water Swim Progression Plan that Coach Pain gave us in January. Oops. Add that to the to-do list. Training is good. I’m fighting off a nasty sinus infection but feel great otherwise. I have put on a lot of muscle and feel stronger than ever before. I also feel more confident than ever before about the task in front of me. Bring it, Ironman. I’m ready to become you!!!! (In another 3 months, that is.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-3344401091460983673?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3344401091460983673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=3344401091460983673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/3344401091460983673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/3344401091460983673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/12-way-there.html' title='1/2 Way There!'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SdPPd1KFudI/AAAAAAAAAgw/1d11a5TaqNc/s72-c/cup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-2547028899945362380</id><published>2009-04-01T15:29:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T15:37:33.845-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spin...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Where am I on any given Tuesday or Thursday night? Right here, with my butt in the saddle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319823161275425522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SdPO-sO3ovI/AAAAAAAAAgo/7DU-ZMGpHxU/s320/spin3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Looking like this...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319824806144461410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 84px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SdPQeb2NSmI/AAAAAAAAAhI/bQWyyWWEp-4/s320/linds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-2547028899945362380?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2547028899945362380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=2547028899945362380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/2547028899945362380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/2547028899945362380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/spin.html' title='Spin...'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SdPO-sO3ovI/AAAAAAAAAgo/7DU-ZMGpHxU/s72-c/spin3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-7595985441487655149</id><published>2009-04-01T15:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T15:23:16.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Channeling my inner warmth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SdPNFX5CUCI/AAAAAAAAAgg/OXlVFge45Dg/s1600-h/icy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319821077050970146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SdPNFX5CUCI/AAAAAAAAAgg/OXlVFge45Dg/s320/icy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Photo courtesy of Mr. Gordon Mcgregor, Photog-Extraordinaire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-7595985441487655149?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7595985441487655149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=7595985441487655149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/7595985441487655149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/7595985441487655149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/channeling-my-inner-warmth.html' title='Channeling my inner warmth'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SdPNFX5CUCI/AAAAAAAAAgg/OXlVFge45Dg/s72-c/icy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-3946436758882798245</id><published>2009-03-03T11:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T11:56:58.264-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still alive... still training... still here</title><content type='html'>I just realized I haven't posted anything in almost a month. Can we say, "lame?" Don't worry, Ironman training is still on track. I'm just super busy with that and having two jobs. I will try to update you guys tonight and actually provide some pictures. In the meantime, go sign up for &lt;a href="http://www.redlicoriceevents.com/events/champ_tri_olympic.html"&gt;Champions Triathlon &lt;/a&gt;hosted by Red Licorice Events on April 26th. We will have a Women's Sprint on Saturday and a Co-ed Olympic distance on Sunday. Be sure to stick around for the Pro's race afterwards. It promises to be a fantastic weekend!! Be in touch soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, I'm back to work and training...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-3946436758882798245?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3946436758882798245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=3946436758882798245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/3946436758882798245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/3946436758882798245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-still-alive-still-training-still.html' title='I&apos;m still alive... still training... still here'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-3642351993201075556</id><published>2009-02-08T20:12:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T20:29:51.541-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ironman is not glamorous!</title><content type='html'>Okay, nobody ever said there was anything attractive about trying to become an Ironman. Now I know why... blisters, sores, chaffing, bloody toe nails, etc. Are you cringing yet? I have been... for the last 5 weeks. Here's how it all started. I got this... for Christmas this year from my boss, Dan. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300616452337768098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SY-SlFwvFqI/AAAAAAAAAgI/SQvlUE7cl88/s320/pedegg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I successfully scrubbed all of the calluses and dead skin off my feet during the off-season. They looked fantastic and felt even better. Unfortunately, I didn't realize that I needed that grossness to run 15 miles every weekend. So, now my feet are looking like this...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300618461332593074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SY-UaB2bWbI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/cjDxhUXuV5Y/s320/blisters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;(If you look close enough, you'll see 3 of them on just two toes, alone. There are like 5 more. Sick out!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sorry, I know that's really disgusting but I wouldn't want to sugar-coat anything for you guys. You deserve the truth, but can you handle the truth??? So, don't make the same mistakes I made and leave those gross looking calluses right where they are. Trust me, you'll need them to train for an Ironman. Too bad you can't buy dead skin for feet at &lt;a href="http://www.jackandadams.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jack &amp;amp; Adam's&lt;/a&gt;, like you can every other piece of gear. I guess for the next 5 months I will have the most repulsive feet in town. Zexy! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-3642351993201075556?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3642351993201075556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=3642351993201075556&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/3642351993201075556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/3642351993201075556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2009/02/ironman-is-not-glamorous.html' title='Ironman is not glamorous!'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SY-SlFwvFqI/AAAAAAAAAgI/SQvlUE7cl88/s72-c/pedegg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-1585942949610307867</id><published>2009-02-01T21:37:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T08:38:13.934-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Bloody Sunday</title><content type='html'>Sunday morning began with a long T3 run starting at the Town Lake trail at 8am. We did 2 loops which equaled 15 miles. I felt pretty good on the run and kept up a decent pace. After the run was completed, it was time for post-run yummies! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298040955639711218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SYZsLc5gRfI/AAAAAAAAAgA/294RBdsQ43g/s320/DSCF1292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then it was time to head home for the ever so dreaded... ICE BATH. I filled my bath with cold water and a gigantic bag of ice cubes from the convenience store.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298040065778157202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SYZrXp5-hpI/AAAAAAAAAfw/IrTHQw-qqdc/s320/DSCF1294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then, you put your big girl panties and jump in!!!! The key is staying in there as long as possible. So, for me that was only about 2 mins. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298040644478912530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SYZr5Vu_SBI/AAAAAAAAAf4/1MFVuSHC2g4/s320/DSCF1301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, a very productive weekend of training. We're one month closer to Ironman. Now?? Off to bed, I said!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-1585942949610307867?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1585942949610307867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=1585942949610307867&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/1585942949610307867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/1585942949610307867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2009/02/sunday-bloody-sunday.html' title='Sunday Bloody Sunday'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SYZsLc5gRfI/AAAAAAAAAgA/294RBdsQ43g/s72-c/DSCF1292.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-5787889562212503965</id><published>2009-02-01T21:15:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T21:36:17.755-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday was a great day to train in Austin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SYZpP9bTzSI/AAAAAAAAAfo/CzgEG2SjhMA/s1600-h/MansfieldDam070629.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298037734556028194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SYZpP9bTzSI/AAAAAAAAAfo/CzgEG2SjhMA/s320/MansfieldDam070629.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My morning started at Kiker Elementary with the T3 crew. We road the "Dam Loop" which is a 50 mile ride with some killer climbs and descents that rides next to Mansfield Dam. (see above)Going down the big hill on 2222 was totally exhilarating. I felt pretty well and had quite a bit of energy to climb hills but started to bonk at about mile 42. The miles aftwards were pretty tough and I was just trying to get back to the car where a banana awaited my arrival. I was in desperate need of calories. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things I remember from the ride:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A) 6 bungie cords spread out among 50 miles of roads in Austin. Don't run over one. It will completely shred your tire. Right, Mom? If you do run over one, you might not be lucky enough to have the Fed Ex guy pull over and help you. Thanks Fed Ex! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298036084481232066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SYZnv6a0jMI/AAAAAAAAAfY/LJ7bV8kqArM/s320/HD_Hook.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;B) I need to thank Scott, Scott and Sunday for waiting for me after I dropped my chain a ridiculous amount of times and was just plain feeling weak and slow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;C) Flying down the 2222 hill at over 50mph on a bicycle is INSANE! It was also super fun to be riding with one the local professional triathletes from here in Austin. Thanks, Richard for keeping me safe! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;D) I need to remember to bring $2 for a Milky Way at the halfway point. Would been great to have a sugar rush.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298037211631027826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SYZoxhYRhnI/AAAAAAAAAfg/JJBJ_27nUfg/s320/milky-way.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Once we got back from our 50 mile ride, it was time to throw on the running shoes and do a 30 min run. By this point, I was completely on the verge of passing out from a lack of calories. Thank heaven for that banana in my car, or I wouldn't have made it through.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was a great day of training and I was headed home to prepare for the 15 mile run the next morning. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-5787889562212503965?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5787889562212503965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=5787889562212503965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/5787889562212503965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/5787889562212503965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2009/02/saturday-was-great-day-to-train-in.html' title='Saturday was a great day to train in Austin'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SYZpP9bTzSI/AAAAAAAAAfo/CzgEG2SjhMA/s72-c/MansfieldDam070629.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-7526857964835434287</id><published>2009-01-23T15:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T15:30:30.461-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Luck Everyone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SXo2uodZeuI/AAAAAAAAAfI/e66kz2_svTs/s1600-h/2009_3M_Marathon_Logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294604486690044642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SXo2uodZeuI/AAAAAAAAAfI/e66kz2_svTs/s320/2009_3M_Marathon_Logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just wanted to wish everyone good luck on Sunday at the 3M Half Marathon. Should be a fun and fast race. I look forward to running with you all! See you bright and early Sunday morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-7526857964835434287?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7526857964835434287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=7526857964835434287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/7526857964835434287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/7526857964835434287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='Good Luck Everyone!'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SXo2uodZeuI/AAAAAAAAAfI/e66kz2_svTs/s72-c/2009_3M_Marathon_Logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-5106955658216500070</id><published>2009-01-20T09:51:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T09:57:13.501-06:00</updated><title type='text'>For more information...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;There are a couple of other blogs that I suggest you check out for more information on our training. First, is &lt;a href="http://everydayironman.blogspot.com/"&gt;Everyday Ironman&lt;/a&gt;. Jane Bui, Jim Opre and Gordon MgGregor are writing a book that will document Ironman training of people who are not professional athletes. This book is focused on the T3 team. They have posted some fantastic photographs and other information. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second, is a blog written by the &lt;a href="http://www.t3coaches.blogspot.com/"&gt;T3 Coaches&lt;/a&gt;. "Check out our weekly blog updates from your favorite coaches. We'll be posting training tips, gear ideas, random thoughts and other exciting triathlon and non-triathlon things!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's to happy training!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-5106955658216500070?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5106955658216500070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=5106955658216500070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/5106955658216500070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/5106955658216500070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/for-more-information.html' title='For more information...'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-5737646611156569012</id><published>2009-01-20T09:40:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T09:51:20.189-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 3 and still going...</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the lack of updates recently. Training is taking up quite a bit of my free time, clearly, and I'm spending any extra time that I may have sleeping! I thought I would give you a few updates. We made it through our 2nd long ride on Saturday. We did 50 miles out and back on Fitzugh road. It was a tough ride. The weather was pretty good, but those hills are nasty. I'd say it might be a little bit more difficult that Bee Caves. I love when someone tells me, "ahh they're just rolling hills. It's not bad." I have learned, at this point, that rolling hills mean my legs are going to be screaming half way in. However, it was a great ride and everyone did pretty well minus a few mechanical situations (ie flat tires and broken chains.) Sunday consisted of a long run of 11 miles on the trail. One 7 mile loop followed by a 4 mile loop. Would have been pretty easy if it weren't for the hills on Saturday. Again, it was a good workout. This weekend will be a 60 mile ride on Saturday followed by the &lt;a href="http://solutions.3m.com/wps/portal/3M/en_US/HalfMarathon/Home/?WT.mc_id=www.3mhalfmarathon.com"&gt;3M Half Marathon &lt;/a&gt;on Sunday morning. I promise to actually take pictures at the race and have something more to post on here besides just words. The team is hanging in there quite well so far. A few of us suffered from sinus infections last week but I think it's mostly worked it's way out of the team at this point. Here's to nasal sprays, neti pots and antiobiotics!! PS, the neti pot is fantastic. I highly suggest you try one if you suffer from allergies of any kind. It works not only as a preventative measure but as a great way to "clean things up" after an infection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293403199256295714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SXXyKgCWeSI/AAAAAAAAAe4/wdvKCb7ZuWM/s320/neti+pot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I won't go into detail how it works on my blog, but feel free to Google it yourself. Hope you all have a good week. I promise to post pics after this weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-5737646611156569012?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5737646611156569012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=5737646611156569012&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/5737646611156569012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/5737646611156569012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/week-3-and-still-going.html' title='Week 3 and still going...'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SXXyKgCWeSI/AAAAAAAAAe4/wdvKCb7ZuWM/s72-c/neti+pot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-2862573052674931084</id><published>2009-01-11T20:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T20:31:59.491-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 1, DONE!</title><content type='html'>Yes folks, I have finished Week 1. I'm tired and am sleeping/eating like crazy but I've done it! I've made all of my training hours plus an extra 1.5. My legs were trashed this morning on the ride, but it was still fun to be out there. Celine and I did a fun 40 mile ride through downtown, to scenic loop and some hill repeats on Enfield. For those of you live ;in Austin, you know those are some tough hills. However, we both had a great ride and did well. My long run, on Saturday, was a bit different. The first 6 miles were good, but the last 3 were pretty miserable. Clearly, I had not eaten enough so I was doing my best not to completely pass out or get all loopy before I could get back to my car. All in all, it was a tough but very productive week. Im pleased with myself. Now if I can just get my allergies under control, I'll be set. The cedar is incredibly high right now and it makes breathing difficult for an asthmatic, such as myself. I'm going to see the doc in the morning for some stronger meds. Let's hope we can get this problem solved quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful evening, everyone. I'll be updating you later this week!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-2862573052674931084?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2862573052674931084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=2862573052674931084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/2862573052674931084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/2862573052674931084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/week-1-done.html' title='Week 1, DONE!'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-8852378218442272346</id><published>2009-01-09T16:22:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T16:37:46.832-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm noticing a trend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SWfRO10kBhI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/iO0QcqGXQM8/s1600-h/BM_08_Natick_032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289426340265854482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SWfRO10kBhI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/iO0QcqGXQM8/s320/BM_08_Natick_032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As you can see... to the right of my blog is a list of other blogs that I enjoy reading. A large amount of those blogs are run by other triathletes. I read the other Ironman training blogs this afternoon and noticed a pattern. Although we are only in our first week of training and it is considered "light" hours, we all seem very tired, sore, achey, etc. I'm wondering if this is just because it's week 1 and we are not all used to the schedule, nor are our bodies used to the training and exertion? Is it just going to take a bit of an adjustment to fall back into the routine or settle into our "pace?" I sure hope that's the case. It reminds me of starting a long run. Miles 1-3 are always much more difficult for me than 3 and up. After you finally get into your groove, you begin to loosen up a bit and just cruise. It's wonderful to finally hit that point, but does take some effort to get there. Perhaps some of our other veteran Ironmen &amp;amp; Ironwomen can answer this for me. Does the first week kind of feel a little like a taper, where every muscle aches, all of your minor injuries come out and you just feel crapppy physically and mentally? Hopefully, we will begin feeling better next week and we get back into the swing of being on-season again. I was pretty tired last night and this morning, but am beginning to feel better now. I'm hoping to have fresh legs for the team ride tomorrow morning after a good night of sleep. Enjoy your day off from training, T3. I'll see you folks in the morning. Bundle up because it's going to be chilly!! I'll take my camera and try to get some pics of the T3 Blue Peleton tomorrow. It's always pretty cool to see. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289426579801042770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 93px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SWfRcyKM71I/AAAAAAAAAeY/RsyBteRhKMw/s320/exhausted.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Friday to you all!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289426784132423266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SWfRorWmXmI/AAAAAAAAAeg/20V5gnyL9QY/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-8852378218442272346?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8852378218442272346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=8852378218442272346&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/8852378218442272346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/8852378218442272346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-noticing-trend.html' title='I&apos;m noticing a trend...'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SWfRO10kBhI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/iO0QcqGXQM8/s72-c/BM_08_Natick_032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-6893940165318130636</id><published>2009-01-08T08:45:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T08:52:19.777-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ironman training makes Lindsey a tired girl...</title><content type='html'>I have almost made it through my first week of Ironman Training. As it stands this morning, I still have 1 core workout, 1 swim, 1 long ride and 1 long run. Okay, maybe I'm not even halfway through the week, but at least I'm more than halfway through the work week. Sometimes, I wonder which is more challenging. I went to track practice last night. It was an "easy" week, says Coach. Easy? Uh, sure. I guess it felt easy since I was able to stay awake on the drive home, but let me tell you "easy" was not on my brain when I was going to sleep at 8:45 pm. I have no shame. I went to bed around the same time as my 1 year old nephew. We're two of a kind! I had planned on getting up at 5am to get to swim practice this morning, but didn't read my alarm correct and woke up a few minutes late. Normally, I would have gone anyway but I figured I'd save my swim for tomorrow morning when I can actually get the full workout in and not show up 20 min late. Since, I'm not able to set my alarm correctly at night after track practice, I went ahead and moved it across my bedroom and set it before leaving for work today. This way, there are NO excuses for sleeping in. Another positive? I think it's going to be around 50 degrees Friday AM as opposed to 44 degrees. :) It's gonna feel like summer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-6893940165318130636?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6893940165318130636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=6893940165318130636&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/6893940165318130636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/6893940165318130636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/ironman-training-makes-lindsey-tired.html' title='Ironman training makes Lindsey a tired girl...'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-3499603502188882661</id><published>2009-01-05T20:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T20:19:26.121-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ironman Training Day 1 / My 26th Birthday!</title><content type='html'>Today was a big day. Not only am I &lt;em&gt;another &lt;/em&gt;year older, but I'm two workouts closer to becoming an Ironman. The weather in Austin was a bit chilly and rainy today, so I decided to do my workout in the gym. I started with hill repeats on the treadmill for about an hour and then moved to the pool for 2700 meters in an hour. The run was great. I felt strong and could have gone a few more miles. However, the swim was tough. It's been about two months since I was in the pool. My shoulders and lats were screaming at me after about 4 laps. I decided I could not let it get me down, NOT ON DAY 1. I gritted my teeth, breathed deep and hammered it out. My legs are trashed today, so I will be sleeping in my compression tights tonight. Wonder if it's a bad sign that I'm already needing them on Day 1? Oh well, that's why I have em. Time to hit the sack and get some beauty rest before returning back to work tomorrow for the first time in two weeks. Whoah, that's weird. I was getting really good at not working. Oh well... :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-3499603502188882661?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3499603502188882661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=3499603502188882661&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/3499603502188882661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/3499603502188882661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/ironman-training-day-1-my-26th-birthday.html' title='Ironman Training Day 1 / My 26th Birthday!'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-8347032982470457516</id><published>2009-01-01T11:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T11:16:06.218-06:00</updated><title type='text'>...and so begins the Year of the Ironman</title><content type='html'>It's the first day of 2009, and as I sit here enjoying a good cup of joe, I'm reminded of what I hope this year will bring. First and foremost, I hope it brings quality time spent with family and friends, a new outlook on life, wisdom and growth, and also the title of Ironman to my name. Training starts in about 5 days and I cannot wait. I'm excited for the structure that training will bring to my day-to-day life and the mental strength and endurance it will require. I'm excited to see how Ironman will change and mold me into a new person. I don't believe anyone can make it through this experience without gaining knowledge, strength and a newfound sense of self-confidence. God has always used some unconventional methods to mold me into the person that I am, and I have no doubts that this is next on his agenda. Regardless of whether or not I actually make it to the finish line of this enduring experience, I know that I can't start it without an open mind that is ready for change and growth in a physical, mental and spiritual sense. Bring it on, Ironman. Bring the pain, the sweat, the tears, perhaps the blood, but most of all, bring on the change. I'm ready and willing to be molded into... AN IRONMAN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-8347032982470457516?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8347032982470457516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=8347032982470457516&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/8347032982470457516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/8347032982470457516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/and-so-begins-year-of-ironman.html' title='...and so begins the Year of the Ironman'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-2276408542971143069</id><published>2008-12-14T22:35:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T22:46:52.186-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We lost a teammate today...</title><content type='html'>I am sad to let you know that T3 lost a valuable member of the team today. Erin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lahr&lt;/span&gt; collapsed while running the Dallas White Rock Marathon and passed away shortly thereafter. You can read a brief article from the Dallas News &lt;a href="http://www.dallasnews.com/sharedcontent/dws/dn/latestnews/stories/121508dnmetrunner.624c09e2.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. We are all shocked to hear this news. Please be praying for Erin's husband, family, friends and teammates during this difficult time. This was a horrible &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tragedy&lt;/span&gt;. My heart and prayers are with the Lahr's Family and their friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is so precious and fragile...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-2276408542971143069?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2276408542971143069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=2276408542971143069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/2276408542971143069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/2276408542971143069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-lost-teammate-today.html' title='We lost a teammate today...'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-7679144456978652555</id><published>2008-12-12T13:51:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:05:19.723-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SULB9wTTG4I/AAAAAAAAAeI/ZisCK8Peni4/s1600-h/graduation-cap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278994979913669506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SULB9wTTG4I/AAAAAAAAAeI/ZisCK8Peni4/s320/graduation-cap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, I didn't graduate from school or anything. That was years ago. This time, it was Physical Therapy Graduation!! I believe this means that my back is healed up and I'm ready to train for Ironman. I'm fully expecting a flair-up on my spine at some point, but am hoping I can make it through January and February with minimal pain. Ironman is painful enough without a herniated disc in your back. I'm looking forward to starting training in January and am enjoying some fun base workouts in the meantime. I forgot how much fun it is to run in the cold. Now swimming is another story. Good thing T3 got us some swim parkas! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A very special thanks to the folks at &lt;a href="http://www.atlasphysicaltherapy.net/"&gt;Atlas Physical Therapy&lt;/a&gt;. You guys have made a world of a difference for me and I'm so grateful for all that you have done. I highly recommend Vicky Bledsoe and her colleagues. Please check out their website. They have gotten me to my first month of Ironman training and I'm so thankful for all that they have done. Maybe Ironman would be willing to award Vicky and her team a medal for getting me to my first 140.6 race? They certainly deserve it. THANK YOU!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-7679144456978652555?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7679144456978652555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=7679144456978652555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/7679144456978652555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/7679144456978652555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/graduation.html' title='Graduation!'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SULB9wTTG4I/AAAAAAAAAeI/ZisCK8Peni4/s72-c/graduation-cap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-8735445548260570044</id><published>2008-12-09T16:11:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:12:49.211-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Inner-Dialogue</title><content type='html'>Dear Brain,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize you are suffering from what some would call a lack of knowledge or common sense, but I promise that is not the case.  Given everything that has happened in the last few months and will happen in the next six months, I officially allow you to take a short vacation. Not that you haven’t already done so, or were planning to do so for the last year. However, I just wanted to let you know that it’s okay with me. I don’t need you to be able to finish an Ironman. Some might argue that I don’t even need you for insurance, but that’s not a topic to discuss on this blog or any blog for that matter. Nobody wants to read pages and pages of insurance happenings. Let’s be honest…  They’d much rather read about how many miles you ran, how fast you swam your 100s this morning or how many calories you consumed last night. Brain, what the heck is wrong with you? They probably don’t want to read about that either! I bet your readers would like to know who or “what” you are dating and how it’s going? Too bad readers, that’s not info for a blog. That’s for FACEBOOK, duh. I am willing to reveal that I am in a serious and committed relationship with a nice young man, named Rod. (Aka my bike.) But I digress…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell I’ve lost my marbles today? Not sure if it is the lack of training in my life, social drama or just plain craving of a vacation. Regardless, my brain matter is no longer useful and has just become extra pounds to pull up those hills. Maybe it will be back shortly? We can only hope…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-8735445548260570044?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8735445548260570044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=8735445548260570044&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/8735445548260570044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/8735445548260570044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/inner-dialogue.html' title='Inner-Dialogue'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-5420775831350440065</id><published>2008-11-06T21:55:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T16:15:50.361-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yoga class and a healing spine...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SRO8u8mA0BI/AAAAAAAAAeA/gTDC-gesF-4/s1600-h/yoga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265759904051810322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SRO8u8mA0BI/AAAAAAAAAeA/gTDC-gesF-4/s320/yoga.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight marked my grand return back to yoga. It has been about 7 months since I have been able to attend class. I have lost quite a bit of flexibility, but am definitely not back to where I originally started. Yoga is going to play an integral roll in my training. The plan is to incorporate 1-2 hours of yoga each week, in preparation for the race. This will hopefully promote recovery and prevent injuries by keeping my body flexible and my muscular strength balanced. Not to mention, it's such a relief to take a full hour and focus on clearing your mind. Ironman will demand so much more than physical energy, but emotional and mental strength as well. I am hoping that this portion of my training will function as both physical and mental exercise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Health Update:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for a spine update, things continually look better at each workout. I was even able to do sub 9 min miles during mile repeats yesterday. I figured it would be weeks before I could make my way up to that pace after being injured for so long. I will continue with my physical therapy each week so as to continue strenthening the muscles around my spine. That disc is going back where it belongs and I don't care how many press ups it might take. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-5420775831350440065?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5420775831350440065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=5420775831350440065&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/5420775831350440065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/5420775831350440065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/yoga-class-and-healing-spine.html' title='Yoga class and a healing spine...'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SRO8u8mA0BI/AAAAAAAAAeA/gTDC-gesF-4/s72-c/yoga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-8852230188817161517</id><published>2008-11-02T13:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T13:55:49.806-06:00</updated><title type='text'>8 more weeks of freedom!</title><content type='html'>We're about 8 weeks out from the beginning of Ironman Training and I feel like I'm taking advantage of every free moment I have. I've spent the last few weeks relaxing at home, organizing my life, getting things together at work and sleeping as much as humanly possible. My back is healing well. I've even been out the bike about 4 times in the last couple of weeks. A herniated disc has nothing on this girl!!! Apparently, I'm almost right on track with my pre-training and should be pretty much ready for January 5th. Yes, our first day of training happens to be on my 26th birthday. Happy Birthday to me! So, the next 8 weeks will consist of spending time with family, training, sleeping, eating, and PLAYING! I'm looking forward to my last hoorah during the holidays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-8852230188817161517?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8852230188817161517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=8852230188817161517&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/8852230188817161517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/8852230188817161517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/5-more-weeks-of-freedom.html' title='8 more weeks of freedom!'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-2583469979497821702</id><published>2008-10-24T22:16:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T22:34:26.345-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vail, Colorado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hi Everyone! I'm baaaaack. I just returned from a trip to Vail for work. I thought I would share a few photos with you. The Beaver Creek was beautiful with snow on the ground. I cannot wait to go back! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260925674514883890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SQKQBwMxJTI/AAAAAAAAAdI/_r_n5GU8-iM/s320/VAil+2008+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;View from the room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260926262152513778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SQKQj9UfyPI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/Q6S3kSCuMLo/s320/VAil+2008+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260926901876204402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SQKRJMego3I/AAAAAAAAAdY/NZXGEfJr4Ow/s320/VAil+2008+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can see the slopes are almost ready for ski season!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260927405110730626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SQKRmfK-H4I/AAAAAAAAAdg/Qy_yJ9Ldn1Y/s320/VAil+2008+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;Standing in front of Aspen Trees&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260927998170871074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SQKSJAfhtSI/AAAAAAAAAdo/2CxS9Tf2zBQ/s320/VAil+2008+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt; A Volvo made completely of Legos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260928566195020066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SQKSqEjCYSI/AAAAAAAAAdw/FST9jMXpSUQ/s320/VAil+2008+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My version of high altitude training while on a business trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260929011799824018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SQKTEAjgFpI/AAAAAAAAAd4/YBuWZ7DxUog/s320/VAil+2008+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                                    Goodbye, Vail!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-2583469979497821702?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2583469979497821702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=2583469979497821702&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/2583469979497821702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/2583469979497821702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/vail-colorado.html' title='Vail, Colorado'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SQKQBwMxJTI/AAAAAAAAAdI/_r_n5GU8-iM/s72-c/VAil+2008+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-2676304124184993507</id><published>2008-10-05T19:04:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T22:38:37.157-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Austin 70.3 Cont'd...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253825284204302642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SOlWQpD2kTI/AAAAAAAAAVM/CikQpEeMBPc/s320/web.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Volunteers at the swim start&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253825800934731602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SOlWuuB_L1I/AAAAAAAAAVc/wc2wRYmpEhc/s320/Longhorn+Triathlon+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Yes, we have team spirit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SOlYJfJojwI/AAAAAAAAAWM/ZoR3PEGlxcw/s1600-h/Longhorn+Triathlon+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253827360308367106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SOlYJfJojwI/AAAAAAAAAWM/ZoR3PEGlxcw/s320/Longhorn+Triathlon+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Death March &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SOlX4nBnw6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/yfTfwTzisao/s1600-h/Longhorn+Triathlon+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253827070364468130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SOlX4nBnw6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/yfTfwTzisao/s320/Longhorn+Triathlon+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Water Stop on the run course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SOlXnle-z5I/AAAAAAAAAV8/nBZZG9BVV00/s1600-h/Longhorn+Triathlon+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253826777892966290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SOlXnle-z5I/AAAAAAAAAV8/nBZZG9BVV00/s320/Longhorn+Triathlon+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, they have free beer at races. We were a little excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SOlXZg915yI/AAAAAAAAAV0/Hy7nVd1ijs4/s1600-h/Longhorn+Triathlon+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253826536162060066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SOlXZg915yI/AAAAAAAAAV0/Hy7nVd1ijs4/s320/Longhorn+Triathlon+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The "cheering squad" waiting for the next teammate to pass by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SOlXIGRQL-I/AAAAAAAAAVs/eKOWU_tgSyI/s1600-h/Longhorn+Triathlon+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253826236937940962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SOlXIGRQL-I/AAAAAAAAAVs/eKOWU_tgSyI/s320/Longhorn+Triathlon+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Coaches Mo and Chrissie. You guys are fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SOlW7bBGr9I/AAAAAAAAAVk/YNezXcGlbKU/s1600-h/Longhorn+Triathlon+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253826019169054674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SOlW7bBGr9I/AAAAAAAAAVk/YNezXcGlbKU/s320/Longhorn+Triathlon+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kicking back at the team tent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SOlWgWQkXZI/AAAAAAAAAVU/P9c9iDlSYbc/s1600-h/Longhorn+Triathlon+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253825554035269010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SOlWgWQkXZI/AAAAAAAAAVU/P9c9iDlSYbc/s320/Longhorn+Triathlon+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steph feeding George since he can't do it on his own with all that team spirit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congratulations, T3ers. You all did fantastic. You are a Half Ironman!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-2676304124184993507?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2676304124184993507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=2676304124184993507&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/2676304124184993507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/2676304124184993507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/austin-703-contd.html' title='Austin 70.3 Cont&apos;d...'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SOlWQpD2kTI/AAAAAAAAAVM/CikQpEeMBPc/s72-c/web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-5821224591602205256</id><published>2008-10-04T21:06:00.022-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T22:37:06.438-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Austin 70.3 aka Longhorn Triathlon Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SOghy7t6UbI/AAAAAAAAATs/07SzRbOqsvk/s1600-h/longhornlogo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253486124235116978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SOghy7t6UbI/AAAAAAAAATs/07SzRbOqsvk/s320/longhornlogo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This weekend marked Austin's first ever official Ironman 70.3 event. It was a screaming success and I think everyone had a blast. Congratulations to all of the finishers. "You are a Half Ironman!" Here are a few pictures to recap the weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The T3 team dinner on Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253487931273875170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SOgjcHdhjuI/AAAAAAAAAUM/SjTLlInPn1Q/s320/Longhorn+Triathlon+Team+Dinner+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253489647835545666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SOglACJuAEI/AAAAAAAAAUs/fb5I7JHuQcs/s320/Longhorn+Triathlon+Team+Dinner+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253488194170809202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SOgjra1Ca3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/Gd8pLhACw1U/s320/Longhorn+Triathlon+Team+Dinner+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Coach Mo giving the team a pep-talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253486908244564962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SOgigkYVG-I/AAAAAAAAAT0/ZKpSYwytuBc/s320/Longhorn+Triathlon+Team+Dinner+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Coach Suzanne and myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253491375349503346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SOgmklpJFXI/AAAAAAAAAVE/G_BRoUlE1Eg/s320/setup.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Setting up the T3 tent on the run course. Sorry about the airplane tent that took off and crashed, Mo! That's what you get for leaving us to do it on our own. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pics to follow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-5821224591602205256?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5821224591602205256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=5821224591602205256&amp;isPopup=true' title='39 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/5821224591602205256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/5821224591602205256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/austin-703-aka-longhorn-triathlon.html' title='Austin 70.3 aka Longhorn Triathlon Festival'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SOghy7t6UbI/AAAAAAAAATs/07SzRbOqsvk/s72-c/longhornlogo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>39</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-5209185267534695778</id><published>2008-09-29T10:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T10:48:08.644-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not as good as I remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SOD4SQs0NNI/AAAAAAAAATk/hP0biFin5AE/s1600-h/hamburg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251470158118270162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SOD4SQs0NNI/AAAAAAAAATk/hP0biFin5AE/s320/hamburg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;So I was all excited last night about cooking dinner. I finally got around to making Hamburger Helper for the first time in years. I remember the cheeseburger one being soooooo delicious. I decided I should try to make a healthier version so I used turkey instead of beef. Let me tell you, it was nothing like I remember. In fact, I almost had a hard time finishing one serving. Perhaps the leftovers will be better? I hope. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-5209185267534695778?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5209185267534695778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=5209185267534695778&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/5209185267534695778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/5209185267534695778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/not-as-good-as-i-remember.html' title='Not as good as I remember'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SOD4SQs0NNI/AAAAAAAAATk/hP0biFin5AE/s72-c/hamburg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-6488988155510255407</id><published>2008-09-18T09:46:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T09:53:52.797-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I HEART YOU, Cervelo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SNJq0HjB5FI/AAAAAAAAATc/X-_sdFUwp7c/s1600-h/SLT-Silver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247373959451763794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SNJq0HjB5FI/AAAAAAAAATc/X-_sdFUwp7c/s320/SLT-Silver.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Even though my birthday is still a few months away, Jan 5 to be exact, I wanted to give you all some ideas on gifts. Just in case youwere looking to drop a $2K on yours truly... You can find this beauty at ATC. I would like a size 51cm, please. :) Now, don't any of you be going and buying this bike for yourselves. She's mine! Wink, wink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I'm completely joking. She's quite a beauty, yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-6488988155510255407?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6488988155510255407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=6488988155510255407&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/6488988155510255407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/6488988155510255407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-heart-you-cervelo.html' title='I HEART YOU, Cervelo!'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SNJq0HjB5FI/AAAAAAAAATc/X-_sdFUwp7c/s72-c/SLT-Silver.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-7322806799252745453</id><published>2008-09-18T09:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T09:50:10.643-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep much?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SNJqOKJyrFI/AAAAAAAAATU/na_R5Sn0Smw/s1600-h/good-nights-sleep_5810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247373307316186194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SNJqOKJyrFI/AAAAAAAAATU/na_R5Sn0Smw/s320/good-nights-sleep_5810.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't explain it... When I came home yesterday after work, I immediately went to sleep on the couch. 14 hours later, I woke up at 7:30 and made it to work on time. Isn't there something wrong with that? Perhaps, it is due to increasing my workouts and training this week? I can't figure it out. On a positive note, I feel pretty good today. I'm finally not dozing off at my desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-7322806799252745453?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7322806799252745453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=7322806799252745453&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/7322806799252745453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/7322806799252745453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/sleep-much.html' title='Sleep much?'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SNJqOKJyrFI/AAAAAAAAATU/na_R5Sn0Smw/s72-c/good-nights-sleep_5810.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-3029838761693453638</id><published>2008-09-15T09:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T09:25:18.712-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Cold Swim of the Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SM5vmZu8HwI/AAAAAAAAATM/N-hYZ09L_hY/s1600-h/ice+cold.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246253321466683138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SM5vmZu8HwI/AAAAAAAAATM/N-hYZ09L_hY/s320/ice+cold.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay, so it wasn't this cold. However, I gotta tell you that 69 degrees this morning felt like winter. I even saw a few T3ers wearing swim parkas. We may not be able to tolerate the chilly weather in Austin, but at least we got in a good AM swim. Unfortunately, it's only going to get worse. :( I've really been looking forward to this weather, but I forgot how miserable winter swims are outdoors at 5am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironman, bom bom bom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-3029838761693453638?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3029838761693453638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=3029838761693453638&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/3029838761693453638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/3029838761693453638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-cold-swim-of-season.html' title='First Cold Swim of the Season'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SM5vmZu8HwI/AAAAAAAAATM/N-hYZ09L_hY/s72-c/ice+cold.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-8699327746494533750</id><published>2008-09-10T22:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T22:23:17.039-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry for not writing in so long. I suppose I felt like I had nothing interesting to report. I'll provide you with a few updates. I am not able to train right now because of the herniated disc in my back. It's actually been a nice break, although I have been sneaking in workouts here and there. Physical Therapy is going very well and I have to tell you I think Vicky Bledsoe is a miracle-worker. If you're looking for a PT in the area, I highly suggest Atlas Physical Therapy. &lt;a href="http://www.atlasphysicaltherapy.net/"&gt;http://www.atlasphysicaltherapy.net/&lt;/a&gt; I'm hoping to be able to train next week, especially considering I need to run a 10k at the Silicon Labs Marathon Relay on the 21st! My team is counting on me and I could never let Captain Ryland down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Labor Day, I was lucky enough to participate in the Austin Triathlon. After PR'ing in my swim, I had to pull out half way into the bike course. Although disappointing, it was just fantastic to be out there and play. I really miss racing and the atmosphere of the events. Hopefully, this lapse in training with provide me with the drive I need to gear up for Ironman training come January. Everyday, I wake up and think one day closer to my impending doom. Bom, bom, bom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To wrap this post up, I am doing well, trying to heal and mentally preparing for January. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I leave you with my post-race massage...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244598966658146754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SMiO-R0KIcI/AAAAAAAAASg/z5D59e-bFsc/s320/massage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-8699327746494533750?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8699327746494533750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=8699327746494533750&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/8699327746494533750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/8699327746494533750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-still-here.html' title='I&apos;m still here!'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SMiO-R0KIcI/AAAAAAAAASg/z5D59e-bFsc/s72-c/massage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-3557605206627303692</id><published>2008-07-30T16:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T11:37:00.667-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First and Foremost...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SJiBm-PLhjI/AAAAAAAAASY/jT84Tl6-yjA/s1600-h/dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231073473732511282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SJiBm-PLhjI/AAAAAAAAASY/jT84Tl6-yjA/s320/dad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to start this post by praising the Lord for my Dad's health. After a slight scare, he's healthy and doing fantastic. God has been so good to us and we received the best news this week. Hallelujah!!!! Rambo (aka Dad) has even started jogging a bit. I can't wait to talk him into doing a 5k with me this fall. Don't worry, Dad, you're going to hear my best sales pitch yet!! I am so grateful for the peace that we have now and grateful to God for taking such good care of my daddy. Things may not always be perfect or easy in this life, but I'm not going to forget to acknowledge Him on days like today. It's easy for us to turn to Him during hard times, but we are quick to forget who to thank during the good times. Not today... THANK YOU, LORD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cannot imagine my life without him. My Dad is my rock and best friend. To me, he is superman. He and my mom are the very first people I call with good news, the need for advice, or just to hear their voices. I have been blessed with an amazing family and I am so appreciative for the guidance, support and unconditional love they have offered me over the years. I can only hope and pray that I can be half the parent that they have been to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-3557605206627303692?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3557605206627303692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=3557605206627303692&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/3557605206627303692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/3557605206627303692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/first-and-foremost.html' title='First and Foremost...'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SJiBm-PLhjI/AAAAAAAAASY/jT84Tl6-yjA/s72-c/dad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-4570711282864109528</id><published>2008-07-11T11:34:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T11:45:30.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TAG!</title><content type='html'>I don't normally do these mini-surveys but I figured, "Why not?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What were you doing 10 years ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Getting ready for my sophomore year of high school. Enjoying the fact that I still had a summer break. Looking forward to getting my first car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things on my To-Do List today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Packet pickup for Couples Tri, which I am not allowed to race in because of my spine... working... dinner with George... getting ready for the lake tomorrow morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are some snacks you enjoy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M&amp;amp;M's, Cheetohs, Ice Cream, Funyons. Oh what do I eat while training??? If my coaches ask, apples, almonds, peanut butter, carrots, whole wheat anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What would you do if you were a millionaire?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donate to some charities and programs that I am fond of, buy the Cervelo Road bike I've been eyeing, pay my medical bills for my back, and buy a house with a large yard for two pups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are some of your bad habits?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Wearing old contacts (ewww, I know), leaving wet towels piled up from swim practice, not stretching, twirling my hair, there are more but i won't get into them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are some jobs you've held?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Kanakuk Counselor, Cheerleading Coach, Pre-K teacher, Broker, waitress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who are you tagging?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Whoever feels like participating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all enjoy your weekend!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-4570711282864109528?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4570711282864109528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=4570711282864109528&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/4570711282864109528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/4570711282864109528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/tag.html' title='TAG!'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-2030596679671474992</id><published>2008-06-26T12:07:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T14:12:39.371-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2+2 = what?</title><content type='html'>I'm not a mathematician, but I have found that my life completely revolves around numbers and calculations these days. Whether it be calculating calories burned or consumed, hours trained or slept, I can't escape from the math. I came up with a few stats that I thought you guys might find interesting about my Ironman training. Not all of these will be spot-on, but this is what I am guessing will take place. This, of course, is best case scenario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ironman = 140.6 miles in one day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;183 days of training in preparation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;312 hours of training&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;366,000 calories will be consumed prior to race day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;124,800 calories will be burned during my workouts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1,464 hours of sleep to recover&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;26 hours of push-ups and crunches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;52 loads of smelly laundry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this preparation for one day, one race, one event.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-2030596679671474992?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2030596679671474992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=2030596679671474992&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/2030596679671474992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/2030596679671474992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/06/22-what.html' title='2+2 = what?'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-6445428727056516458</id><published>2008-06-22T23:38:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T15:35:17.767-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's official.</title><content type='html'>I am now officially registered for Ironman Coeur d'Alene 2009. The race will take place on June 21, 2009 in Coeur d'Alene, Idaho. I will swim 2.4 miles, bike 112 miles, and run 26.2 miles all in under 17 hours. This marks the first step in my journey to becoming an Ironman. So as to celebrate this momentous occassion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bh1yMnrby3w&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-6445428727056516458?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6445428727056516458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=6445428727056516458&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/6445428727056516458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/6445428727056516458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s official.'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-1653415107875849998</id><published>2008-06-22T00:58:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T01:28:02.614-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ATT Criterium 2008</title><content type='html'>Thought I'd share a few pictures from the race tonight. We had a great time. It was fun to see so many T3ers and other friends from the tri and cycling community hanging out. The race was thrilling to watch, especially since I've been entertaining the idea of trying out a crit after Ironman. Not sure I'm totally up for it, considering just how dangerous it can be. We were nearly nailed by a 9-bike pileup tonight that hit just a few feet from where we were standing. The sound of carbon shattering and helmets hitting the pavement really took my breath away. Fortunately, all of the racers were able to walk away from the wreck. I'm sorry I don't have pictures of the wreck, but everyone put down there cameras when it happened out of respect. I think we were all fearing the worst. Bikes and people went flying. I can't believe everyone was able to walk away from the crash. Apparently, this is par for the course in this type of race. Wrecks are pretty common. However, I'm not sure that I would ever get used to the fact that these happen when the guys are taking corners at over 30 mph. It had to have been one of the scariest things I have seen in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214584407975285266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SF3s5BioUhI/AAAAAAAAARQ/ivnYW8r62Zo/s320/ATT+Crit+2008+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214583978200470002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SF3sgAgVEfI/AAAAAAAAARI/7TIDDZOZ9yY/s320/ATT+Crit+2008+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                           The Lead Race Vehicle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214585410014439042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SF3tzWbYZoI/AAAAAAAAARo/gyKM6MHnWJw/s320/ATT+Crit+2008+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Myself, Carrie-zona, The Hubster and Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214587881358369970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SF3wDM5sJLI/AAAAAAAAASQ/qHFqM9YO5ng/s320/ATT+Crit+2008+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Racers flying by City Hall&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214585726447558210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SF3uFxO6nkI/AAAAAAAAARw/MFL4DzeaSBI/s320/ATT+Crit+2008+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Me and The Neighbor, Matt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214584787976003874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SF3tPJJ3ISI/AAAAAAAAARY/uXv9QKmAmuk/s320/ATT+Crit+2008+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Ohhh, Zane.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214586362339529074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SF3uqyHYEXI/AAAAAAAAASA/mbjyHNVc9qI/s320/ATT+Crit+2008+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214583093437455458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SF3rsggY3GI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/5n5YgvDRVdI/s320/ATT+Crit+2008+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214583658986894226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SF3sNbV4c5I/AAAAAAAAARA/FpjbvUz-ceE/s320/ATT+Crit+2008+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt; ATC boys getting rowdy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214586013595785650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SF3uWe8Y2bI/AAAAAAAAAR4/R-jHX85mVDI/s320/ATT+Crit+2008+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Carrie and I at the Finish Line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214587385764190514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SF3vmWq1GTI/AAAAAAAAASI/3bHc_alzI5s/s320/ATT+Crit+2008+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balls to the wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-1653415107875849998?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1653415107875849998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=1653415107875849998&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/1653415107875849998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/1653415107875849998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/06/att-criterium-2008.html' title='ATT Criterium 2008'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SF3s5BioUhI/AAAAAAAAARQ/ivnYW8r62Zo/s72-c/ATT+Crit+2008+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-8521503230822258272</id><published>2008-06-17T11:16:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T11:22:54.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My new favorite things...</title><content type='html'>I have a few new obsessions these days. I feel as though I need to confess them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Migas...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212885419983451938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SFfjq6DtNyI/AAAAAAAAAQg/dyB9ifjR9N8/s320/Migas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ugly running shoes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212885699227570930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SFfj7KUsUvI/AAAAAAAAAQo/hyNlRG0vll0/s320/zoot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Edamame...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212885973911105586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SFfkLJmWcDI/AAAAAAAAAQw/dhTeobciFQg/s320/edamame.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I'm thinking these items will be key to crossing the finish line at Ironman CDA 2009.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh and in case I forgot to mention, Ironman is on. Next step? Register on Monday morning. Keep your fingers crossed that it doesn't fill up too quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-8521503230822258272?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8521503230822258272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=8521503230822258272&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/8521503230822258272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/8521503230822258272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-new-favorite-things.html' title='My new favorite things...'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SFfjq6DtNyI/AAAAAAAAAQg/dyB9ifjR9N8/s72-c/Migas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-3746823299877744136</id><published>2008-05-31T22:41:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T22:59:19.725-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A fantastic morning...</title><content type='html'>I finally got to join the team this morning for a ride. This was the final piece that was missing in my recovery. Thought I'd share a little with you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First things first... gotta have some pre-ride espresso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206753660421757250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SEIa3hpnWUI/AAAAAAAAAP0/VzSa7cjQi4Q/s320/Team+Ride+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Gotta load your gear...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206754162932930898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SEIbUxpnWVI/AAAAAAAAAP8/VQISjW5O6Wk/s320/Team+Ride+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Transition area is all setup for our brick workout.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206754944616978786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SEIcCRpnWWI/AAAAAAAAAQE/NKtHUntAZis/s320/Team+Ride+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now, heading out for some South Mopac loops... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206755507257694578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SEIcjBpnWXI/AAAAAAAAAQM/HiHRl73TTlA/s320/Team+Ride+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Finally, I decent ride. I am well on my way to recovery and then IRONMAN!!!!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206756486510238082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SEIdcBpnWYI/AAAAAAAAAQU/LRJtmmK3LaU/s320/Team+Ride+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yes, it was a wonderful morning. I even made it for a short run afterwards. SUCCESS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-3746823299877744136?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3746823299877744136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=3746823299877744136&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/3746823299877744136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/3746823299877744136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/fantastic-morning.html' title='A fantastic morning...'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SEIa3hpnWUI/AAAAAAAAAP0/VzSa7cjQi4Q/s72-c/Team+Ride+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-5208053147562533820</id><published>2008-05-30T10:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T10:41:35.859-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Speshulized</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7JtZkNXfes4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7JtZkNXfes4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-5208053147562533820?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5208053147562533820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=5208053147562533820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/5208053147562533820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/5208053147562533820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/speshulized.html' title='Speshulized'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-3953827540519685717</id><published>2008-05-29T10:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T20:23:47.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Training and race update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SD7TSxpnWQI/AAAAAAAAAPY/apbg98e6_XQ/s1600-h/captextri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205830538805860610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SD7TSxpnWQI/AAAAAAAAAPY/apbg98e6_XQ/s320/captextri.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry that I haven't updated you guys on how the race went last weekend. For anyone interested... here you go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;CapTexTri - Let's just say that from the moment I woke up, I knew the race would be interesting. My alarm went off at 5:15am (which is pretty normal in my world). I got up, ate some crunchy peanut butter on stale wheat bread, drank some coffee and loaded my gear. Thankfully, my bike was already at the race site so it only took one trip to the car that morning. I got to the race site a little early, ran around and greeted some friends and went directly towards the T3 tent to see who was there. (Yes, I'm a morning person. I actually enjoying socializing before the sun is up.) I went over and get body marked (ie Magic Markers on your arms, legs and calves... oh and a little frowney face from a wonderful volunteer. Thanks, Eric) Then headed to transition to get setup and put on my wetsuit. Did I warm up, you ask? Oh yes, of course. My warmup was putting on my rubber band of wetsuit. I completely broke a sweat doing so. Luckily, Johnny (Jbrashear on BT) was there to help. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fast forward : Made it out of the water, got on the bike and started my first loop. My spine started to hurt at this point. I was toying with the thought of dropping out, considering I have bigger fish to fry with Ironman CDA in a year and Longhorn 70.3 later this season. So after a decent loop, I came in to transition, turned in my chip and headed straight for the massage tent. What a relief! Gina (and precious Ava) were there to rub me down. Yea, I'm a little spoiled. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I took my first DNF (did not finish) and I am more than okay with it. It ended up being a very fun day and I was just happy to be outside with everyone. I promise not to take a DNF on the next one. :) Unless of course the food tent and massage tent start calling my name before the finish line does. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-3953827540519685717?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3953827540519685717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=3953827540519685717&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/3953827540519685717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/3953827540519685717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/training-and-race-update.html' title='Training and race update!'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SD7TSxpnWQI/AAAAAAAAAPY/apbg98e6_XQ/s72-c/captextri.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-7721925634073972469</id><published>2008-05-20T11:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T11:55:30.569-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Race... this weekend!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SDMCC0ga5aI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/lEx4U-TBUoQ/s1600-h/cttLogo06.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202504242020672930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SDMCC0ga5aI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/lEx4U-TBUoQ/s320/cttLogo06.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm getting fired up about racing this weekend! The race is being held on Sunday morning at 8AM in downtown Austin. Come out and watch if you'd like! I'll only be racing the sprint distance, so it should be a fun day. There will be live music, food, beer and plenty of adults running around in spandex. How can you top that!? Hope to see you guys there! Make sure to stop by the T3 tent and say hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-7721925634073972469?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7721925634073972469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=7721925634073972469&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/7721925634073972469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/7721925634073972469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/race-this-weekend.html' title='Race... this weekend!!!'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SDMCC0ga5aI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/lEx4U-TBUoQ/s72-c/cttLogo06.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-1170129104420314101</id><published>2008-05-19T13:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T13:53:48.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back for more</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SDHMHEga5ZI/AAAAAAAAAPI/gKYKns_u8dY/s1600-h/Running.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202163466430506386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SDHMHEga5ZI/AAAAAAAAAPI/gKYKns_u8dY/s320/Running.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After 3 long weeks off from cycling and running, I am finally back. Well, to running at least. I took the 'ole legs for a jog on Saturday and had a wonderful time. It felt good to run again. I only did 2 miles and then walked a mile, but my back felt healthy, my lungs felt great and I was thrilled to be on the Town Lake Trail again. Man, I had been craving this! Now, if I can only get approval to be on the bike I again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never fear, I'm back to 2-a-days again. I had a fantastic swim this morning and will be going to run class tonight.  I love this sport. I love being outdoors. I love to sweat. I love to work hard. And I really LOVE to eat afterwards. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and PS - I think the Ironman is on!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 2009 baby. Look out! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-1170129104420314101?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1170129104420314101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=1170129104420314101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/1170129104420314101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/1170129104420314101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/back-for-more.html' title='Back for more'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SDHMHEga5ZI/AAAAAAAAAPI/gKYKns_u8dY/s72-c/Running.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-8466204233647545297</id><published>2008-05-16T10:04:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T10:11:08.022-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This should be against the law...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;As I was driving home from work yesterday, I saw this gem in the lane next to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200992795784570210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SC2jZEga5WI/AAAAAAAAAOw/KrWtAyyEidg/s320/mustang+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Not only was he smoking a cig, he had highlights and no shirt. Two words... WHITE TRASH&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200993066367509874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SC2jo0ga5XI/AAAAAAAAAO4/HSRsGr-phtY/s320/mustang+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I was beyond grossed out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200993229576267138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SC2jyUga5YI/AAAAAAAAAPA/4RRZCRAyDL4/s320/eww.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Really, the pictures just do not do it justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-8466204233647545297?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8466204233647545297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=8466204233647545297&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/8466204233647545297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/8466204233647545297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-should-be-against-law.html' title='This should be against the law...'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SC2jZEga5WI/AAAAAAAAAOw/KrWtAyyEidg/s72-c/mustang+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-133803437732229617</id><published>2008-05-15T13:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T13:47:23.675-05:00</updated><title type='text'>?</title><content type='html'>I don't know why, but sometimes my sternum pops. Is that even possible??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-133803437732229617?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/133803437732229617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=133803437732229617&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/133803437732229617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/133803437732229617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='?'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-8532446088592330360</id><published>2008-05-05T22:51:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T23:28:12.267-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home</title><content type='html'>I've spent the last couple of weeks packing, moving, unpacking and decorating. I'm very close to being finished and am just missing a few things. I thought that I would go ahead and let y'all have a peak into my new abode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197108011705790034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SB_WM4EPblI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5gKlgQJ-TWg/s320/House+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197115630977773282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SB_dIYEPbuI/AAAAAAAAAOY/i_VcRt6Zn_g/s320/House+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Above, is a picture of the dining area / kitchen. Might be my favorite. &lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197108243634024034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SB_WaYEPbmI/AAAAAAAAANY/IK5QOAthXRc/s320/House+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197115871495941874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SB_dWYEPbvI/AAAAAAAAAOg/LxCVjWlR56Q/s320/House+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;A work in progess... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197112594435894978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SB_aXoEPbsI/AAAAAAAAAOI/ZtaowDgwsQg/s320/House+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;In the picture above, you can tell that I still something above the tv. I have decided on a modern hammered steel sculpture. Again, I will post pics of it in the near future.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Below, is a view of the living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197108582936440434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SB_WuIEPbnI/AAAAAAAAANg/IWR5X7yDXE0/s320/House+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197108844929445506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SB_W9YEPboI/AAAAAAAAANo/-YFUwc_JeL0/s320/House+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Master Bedroom above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197109094037548690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SB_XL4EPbpI/AAAAAAAAANw/qKI2e0aRTho/s320/House+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Master bath below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197109325965782690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SB_XZYEPbqI/AAAAAAAAAN4/A1jyk0ol3Xw/s320/House+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Below, soon to be office/bike workshop. I'm waiting on some furniture and such but will post a picture of the final product in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197109600843689650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SB_XpYEPbrI/AAAAAAAAAOA/_mt14znlZEs/s320/House+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197116090539273986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SB_djIEPbwI/AAAAAAAAAOo/4c9TvVsM4nU/s320/House+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, hope this provided some justification for a lack of posting over the last week. Things are slowly settling down. Now, if I can just get myself to relax a little and sleep for once. Here's to hoping that happens tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope you are all doing great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-8532446088592330360?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8532446088592330360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=8532446088592330360&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/8532446088592330360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/8532446088592330360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet Home'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SB_WM4EPblI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5gKlgQJ-TWg/s72-c/House+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-616886911494679659</id><published>2008-04-28T06:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T06:34:51.112-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you</title><content type='html'>I have some very supportive fellow bloggers! Thank you all for your well-wishes and positive thoughts. I appreciate it so much. No news for you yet. Perhaps, I will find out some good news this week? I'm keeping my fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you keep you guys posted! I hope you all have a great week!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-616886911494679659?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/616886911494679659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=616886911494679659&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/616886911494679659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/616886911494679659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/thank-you.html' title='Thank you'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-8690297116763172869</id><published>2008-04-25T21:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T21:48:56.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Scoliosis???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SBKXmYEPbkI/AAAAAAAAANI/XvbCVJWHRj4/s1600-h/scoliosis-4.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193380005862665794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SBKXmYEPbkI/AAAAAAAAANI/XvbCVJWHRj4/s320/scoliosis-4.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's funny how things work. Just as I am trying to decide whether or not I will do the Ironman, I find out that my health may not let me. My chiropractor diagnosed me with Scoliosis earlier this week. Sunday was a pretty rough day. Scoliosis is the curving of the spine and is congenital. Another words, I was born with it and it has gotten worse with time. After having some severe back pain, Suzanne was kind enough to come stay the night with me. Both of us thought we would end up in the ER before the night was over. Luckily, it never came to that but I did go to the doc's first thing Monday morning. Apparently, I had severe back spasms and xrays were ordered "stat." Tuesday, Dr. Laurie informed me that I had scoliosis and a compressed disc, which was the source of pain. She also put me on notice that and Ironman may not be in my health's best interest. Nothing final was decided, except that I am not allowed to cycle for two weeks and need to take it easy. We will be discussing Ironman once the pain subsides.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blog Interruption: It's hailing outside right now. AISH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to your regularly scheduled program: i have to wait and see if the Ironman will happen or not. I am certain that if there is any way or how, I will figure it out. Have no fear, I like the pain too much to give up now. I refuse to let the Scoli get me down!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just thought I'd give you guys an update. It's been a rough week, but hey... it could be worse right? Pain is pain. It's part of life. I can deal with that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you all are doing well and have had a better week than I. Cheers to the weekend!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-8690297116763172869?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8690297116763172869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=8690297116763172869&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/8690297116763172869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/8690297116763172869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/scoliosis.html' title='Scoliosis???'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/SBKXmYEPbkI/AAAAAAAAANI/XvbCVJWHRj4/s72-c/scoliosis-4.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-6831607271093084300</id><published>2008-04-17T12:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T12:43:40.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Do me a favor???</title><content type='html'>Like I said yesterday, I'm close to making my decision on whether or not I will train for a Full Ironman. I'm about 80% sure that I will do it in 2009. Help me make up my mind. Vote in my poll -----&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys!! And thank you for all of your encouragement!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-6831607271093084300?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6831607271093084300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=6831607271093084300&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/6831607271093084300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/6831607271093084300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/do-me-favor.html' title='Do me a favor???'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-3023404245241213556</id><published>2008-04-16T12:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T14:41:23.139-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To Ironman or not to Ironman?</title><content type='html'>In light of our amazing T3ers who competed in Ironman Arizona last week, I am asking myself this question. The question has no longer become "IF" but "WHEN." I don't know if it will happen in 2009 or 2010... I suppose it might happen later in life, but I only have a couple of more months to decide. I will do whatever race T3 chooses, as I know training with a large group of other nutcases will help. So far, they are tossing around the idea of Ironman Lake Placid in July 2009, Ironman Arizona in November 2009, or Ironman CDA in May(?) of 2009... Can I do 140.6 miles in 16:59:59 or less?? Yes, you read that correctly. 16 hours, 59 minutes and 59 seconds. That is the amount of time they allow you to swim 2.4 miles, bike 112 miles and run 26.2 miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any thoughts???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Let me say just one more time, "I'm so proud of all of you Ironmen, T3. Each one of you should be beyond proud of yourself. INCREDIBLE!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-3023404245241213556?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3023404245241213556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=3023404245241213556&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/3023404245241213556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/3023404245241213556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/to-ironman-or-not-to-ironman.html' title='To Ironman or not to Ironman?'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-6495547167631195041</id><published>2008-04-10T05:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T05:30:18.838-05:00</updated><title type='text'>GOOD LUCK, T3!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R_3rHJzvwyI/AAAAAAAAANA/Bf01F3aDvU8/s1600-h/logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187560853925249826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R_3rHJzvwyI/AAAAAAAAANA/Bf01F3aDvU8/s320/logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just wanted to wish all of my fellow T3ers a fantastic race this weekend in Tempe at Ironman Arizona. You guys and gals rock. You are more than prepared for this... the hard work is done and now it's time for the icing on the cake. I wish each one of you a safe and successful race. For those of you who don't know... this race will consist of a 2.4 mile swim, 11o mile bike ride, 26.2 mile run. Each one of these guys and girls have worked for months and years for Sunday's race. Cheers to each one of them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pound that pavement and give 'em hell!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As JD says, "It's good to be T3."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-6495547167631195041?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6495547167631195041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=6495547167631195041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/6495547167631195041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/6495547167631195041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/good-luck-t3.html' title='GOOD LUCK, T3!'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R_3rHJzvwyI/AAAAAAAAANA/Bf01F3aDvU8/s72-c/logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-9007979552780110921</id><published>2008-04-08T09:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T09:37:01.738-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back for more!</title><content type='html'>After 6 days of recovery, I'm back to training. My next race is quickly approaching on Memorial Day and I must be ready! However, I'm still feeling very fatigued. I can only handle about half of what I could before the Half Ironman. My body is getting worn down much easier than before. Guess that's just part of this sport and the fact that we are about to hit the peak of the season in the next couple of months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to run class last night with T3. After doing drills and core work, we headed out for hill repeats. Yes, it's just like it sounds. Run up the hill, turn around, run down, repeat. I was dying. My legs were screaming, my lungs were tight and I felt like a beginner all over again. It was a humbling experience. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186883026313509650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R_uCoZLrexI/AAAAAAAAAM4/6l2aTjR6sIM/s320/bighill.jpg" border="0" /&gt;On a more positive note, I also made it back to swim practice this morning. 1 hour into the workout, and I had to stop. I'm trying to listen to my body and quit when it can't handle anymore. I'm hoping next week will be better and my muscles will be recovered. Here's to Round 2 of the season!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-9007979552780110921?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9007979552780110921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=9007979552780110921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/9007979552780110921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/9007979552780110921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/back-for-more.html' title='Back for more!'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R_uCoZLrexI/AAAAAAAAAM4/6l2aTjR6sIM/s72-c/bighill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-3528982687344579880</id><published>2008-04-04T09:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T09:39:10.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Wicked Blister</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R_Y80pLrewI/AAAAAAAAAMw/s2aZEAv0EBA/s1600-h/blister.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185398896069409538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R_Y80pLrewI/AAAAAAAAAMw/s2aZEAv0EBA/s320/blister.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just happened to find this on my pinky toe last night. Guess I didn't notice it given all the pain that I was in from the race. I debated on posting it or not, but it's just too funny not to. I'm sorry if I am grossing you guys out, but I wanted you to really see what happens to your body in this sport. I think I owe it to my blog-readers to portray this sport in a realistic fashion. Don't worry, I won't post any pictures of the chaffing. :) I think this picture makes me look tough. Grrr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-3528982687344579880?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3528982687344579880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=3528982687344579880&amp;isPopup=true' title='73 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/3528982687344579880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/3528982687344579880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/one-wicked-blister.html' title='One Wicked Blister'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R_Y80pLrewI/AAAAAAAAAMw/s2aZEAv0EBA/s72-c/blister.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>73</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-6460285568675103783</id><published>2008-04-02T11:23:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T15:52:51.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Half Ironman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Sorry for the delay in posting this. Things have been a little crazy with my health, the race, and trading in my car. Everything is settling down finally so I am catching up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll start on the positive side of this race. I FINISHED! I think it was actually a miracle. I had a number of forces working against me leading up to this race. Sprained shoulders, food poisoning the week before and stress. All excuses aside, I made it to the finish line. It just took be 7 hours and 16 minutes to get it done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I had some pics of the swim for you. I will later but for now I'll go ahead and describe what happened. I got to the race site, put on my wetsuit, got everything setup had a make-shift breakfast and headed down to the beach to get ready to start the race. After jumping in the cold ocean, I started getting a little nervous. The horn went off and we started. I had a panic attack about 10 min into the swim which caused me to swallow salt water. That wasn't good on a nervous stomach. I immediately threw up. Dang, there goes all of my nutrition. Crap. I calmed myself downa and made it through the swim. I just kept telling myself, "relax and swim. relax and swim." It took a while, but I made it out of the water in 57 minutes. Headed up to T1, got my wetsuit off, drank a bit of water and grabbed the bike to head out for the 56 mile ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184685703865006738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R_O0LZLrepI/AAAAAAAAAL0/xGGiPNBJG_A/s320/47b8dd10b3127cce98548fba482200000027108IbM3DNy1cQ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The ride went very well. I passed a ton of people and averaged about 18 mph over the course of 56 miles. I came flying back into T2 and was beginning to feel weak and dehydrated. I thought I could catch up on fluids on the run since I didn't take in enough on the bike. (not a good idea.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184686060347292322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R_O0gJLreqI/AAAAAAAAAL8/iQNOWaZnXrc/s320/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I made it out on the run course and began feeling very woozy. I could tell that I was dehydrated and beginning to fade. The first 5 miles were okay and i kept a semi-decent pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184686343815133874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R_O0wpLrerI/AAAAAAAAAME/c1PN1wKx53c/s320/Picture+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;By about mile 5 my armpits were beginning to chaff so a very nice volunteer taped them up for me. Coach told me the tape made me look pretty cool. Ha! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184686601513171650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R_O0_pLresI/AAAAAAAAAMM/ecG5EsfIR4I/s320/47b8dd10b3127cce98548f80481800000027108IbM3DNy1cQ.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I started feeling pretty bad and decided to walk a bit. I was very scared of passing out from the dehydration. I finally made it to the finish line but could barely hold my head up. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184687022419966674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R_O1YJLretI/AAAAAAAAAMU/xOLXKTjCSDI/s320/Picture+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After crossing the finish line, I collapsed in my Dad's arms. Next thing I know, I'm laying on a cot with an IV in my arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184687546405976802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R_O12pLreuI/AAAAAAAAAMc/BrOVhTahPpQ/s320/Picture+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Notice the IV, my medal and a big smile. Although, I was hurting... I was just thrilled to be done for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184705967520709362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R_PGm5LrevI/AAAAAAAAAMk/ajKKWoLsFBU/s320/Picture+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Al things considered, I'd say that the race was mostly a success. It might have been the hardest and worst race of my career thus far, but I'm happy to have my medal and be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-6460285568675103783?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6460285568675103783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=6460285568675103783&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/6460285568675103783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/6460285568675103783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-first-half-ironman.html' title='My First Half Ironman'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R_O0LZLrepI/AAAAAAAAAL0/xGGiPNBJG_A/s72-c/47b8dd10b3127cce98548fba482200000027108IbM3DNy1cQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-6385102010461524957</id><published>2008-04-01T11:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T11:09:09.349-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a HALF IRONMAN!!</title><content type='html'>So, I finished!! It was the most difficult task I have ever completed. Don't have time to write today. Things are crazy. I'll post more tonight along with pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all of your well-wishes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-6385102010461524957?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6385102010461524957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=6385102010461524957&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/6385102010461524957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/6385102010461524957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-am-half-ironman.html' title='I am a HALF IRONMAN!!'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-516332216783053912</id><published>2008-03-25T22:35:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T22:44:43.708-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in need of some Inspiration.</title><content type='html'>For those of you who may not be familiar with this ever-growing sport, there is one team who stands above all. As I begin my taper, I also begin my mental preparation for the race. I will expound on this later, but here is a little "teaser" for you. Time for me to lay my head and get some rest. I mean come on, I have race quickly approaching. It's time to focus and stop working on blog. Regardless, enjoy this video. It might even bring a few tears to your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-uulmhtAeGI&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-uulmhtAeGI&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-516332216783053912?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/516332216783053912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=516332216783053912&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/516332216783053912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/516332216783053912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-in-need-of-some-inspiration.html' title='I&apos;m in need of some Inspiration.'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-3115883423067539653</id><published>2008-03-25T22:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T22:05:43.071-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Taper Blues</title><content type='html'>This week began my taper. Another words, cut all of workouts down drastically and start to rev up for your upcoming race. One of my least favorite parts of this process are the Taper Blues. I guess it has to do with your hormones being completely thrown off from the lack of ridiculously long workouts and you start feeling sluggish (mentally and physically.) I haven't quite hit the point where the Blues set in, but I know it's coming. I've had a couple of easy workouts on Monday and Tuesday. (A short run for 45 min and a short ride for about an hour tonight.) I have a feeling tomorrow will be the beginning of the darkness. I'm expecting it to peak around Friday before we leave for Galveston, but I guess we shall wait and see... It's like PMS for athletes male and female, alike.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-3115883423067539653?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3115883423067539653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=3115883423067539653&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/3115883423067539653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/3115883423067539653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/taper-blues.html' title='The Taper Blues'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-6416081041584690321</id><published>2008-03-25T21:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T21:56:56.168-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Chacos almost really paid off...</title><content type='html'>Wait, let me start from the beginning. I've been hearing from a number of other people that they haven't been feeling well. Kimmi, in my office, had some stomach bug yesterday, Carrie had food poisoning, Michelle had a nasty cold... the list really goes on. So I'm all happy-go-lucky and pretty pleased that I have successfully avoided any bugs that might be going around. Yesterday, I'm sitting at my desk and enjoying the strong smell of paint fumes that we have been surrounded by for the last few weeks due to our office being remodeled and I start to feel a little woozy. 10 minutes later, I can feel it coming. You know where your skin starts to get hot, your tummy does that rumbling thing and your heart rate increases to what can only occur during Dr. Pain's spin class? I got up and ran to the bathroom to avoid humiliating myself and puking at my desk. I get back and start popping Tums hoping to make that feeling go away. At the time, I chalked it up to the paint fumes and the fact that I was probably now becoming addicted to the high my coworkers and I have been on this month. Well, I figured that was the end of it. I went to work, felt okay and then headed to spin. Probably 30 min into the workout, I start getting that feeling again. I am able to stay on my bike for another 30 minutes but could tell things were getting worse and I so didn't want to have to barf in public.... again. So I head home. As I'm driving, I realize I might end up ruining the upholstery in the Acura. What saves the day??? My empty Chaco's shoebox. A blessing in disguise!!! Not only did I get some very cool sandals, I now had a container that could protect the seats in my car. Yippee. So, not only have those Chaco Sandals turned me into something I once mocked, they have also saved my car's interior. Hallelujah,.. its the little things in life. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if that post was a little graphic for you guys. I promise they won't get like that ever again. I just laughed at the irony of the Chaco's shoe box and how it saved the day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-6416081041584690321?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6416081041584690321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=6416081041584690321&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/6416081041584690321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/6416081041584690321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-chacos-almost-really-paid-off.html' title='My Chacos almost really paid off...'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-4849743214673342818</id><published>2008-03-21T08:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T08:17:58.032-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Have I gone "granola?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R-O1YJLreoI/AAAAAAAAALs/J3GnL9ybUMY/s1600-h/granola-thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180183422792596098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R-O1YJLreoI/AAAAAAAAALs/J3GnL9ybUMY/s320/granola-thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The urban dictionary defines granola as, "A middle age/late age suburbian white man or woman who is usually middle class that values natural things. Granola people, dispite common belief are NOT hippies and have normal houses and familys. They are extremely Left. A Granola person can usually be found in nature or at L.L. Bean.A Granola Person usually drives a Subaru Outback, Volvo Wagon, or a Honda Element all with Thule roof racks for their skis, bikes, or kayaks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R-O0tZLremI/AAAAAAAAALc/ymRhL2V4G2g/s1600-h/chaco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180182688353188450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R-O0tZLremI/AAAAAAAAALc/ymRhL2V4G2g/s320/chaco.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Although I am not middle-aged (just yet), nor am I a democrat, I am finding more and more that one could describe me as granola. What made me think of this? Well, I figure that wearing a fleece with dress pants to the office and sliders, drinking from a Sigg bottle all day, or carrying a backpack instead of a purse could consitute me being described as granola. Now, let's be clear... this was never my intention. In fact, in college I had a reputation of wearing my stiletto heals to Tuesday afternoon movies. (Boy am I glad that I did! Becky Sharp and I became friends because of it!!! ) There was a sorority (who will go unamed) at Baylor who we used to laugh at for being "granola." Don't get me wrong, the girls were super-nice but they always wore their Chaco's to class with a Patagonia fleece, carried their Nalgene bottles and rode scooters or Trek mountain bikes. We always thought it was so funny that these little Baylor girls were wearing camping gear to their freshman lit. classes. I'm beginning to understand. I even caught myself getting on the internet this morning to find some Chaco's. My thought was they'd be great to wear after a hard swim workout or before races while setting up. Who wants to mess with laces at 4am? So, without even realizing it... I have become something I mocked back in college. My... how times have changed? I blame triathlon for all of this. Everything revolves around that sport/lifestyle. I mean who really wants to get dressed up in heals after a 5am pool workout? I, sure as heck, do not. Why would anyone wear anything other than sweat pants and a visor on the weekends? The only spare time that I have on Saturdays and Sundays is usually spent driving to my next workout or eating. What's better for eating than a pair of pants with some "give?" If they'd let me, I'd probably wear my spandex to work. It's just so friggin' comfortable!!!!! Anyways, just a silly observation that I made today. Triathlon is sucking the girly qualities out of me one day at a time and I like it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180183177979460210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R-O1J5LrenI/AAAAAAAAALk/Ks05GzHi9Fs/s320/bike+rack.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am a total dork in case you haven't noticed. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-4849743214673342818?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4849743214673342818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=4849743214673342818&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/4849743214673342818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/4849743214673342818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/have-i-gone-granola_21.html' title='Have I gone &quot;granola?&quot;'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R-O1YJLreoI/AAAAAAAAALs/J3GnL9ybUMY/s72-c/granola-thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-26392654344633437</id><published>2008-03-19T14:39:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T16:32:02.174-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in the water</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R-GGS5LrelI/AAAAAAAAALU/W2VoOK17hEo/s1600-h/swim+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179568705598356050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R-GGS5LrelI/AAAAAAAAALU/W2VoOK17hEo/s320/swim+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After being forced not to swim for the last three weeks, I finally got to get back in the water for the first time this morning. Armed with a super cool new two-piece swimsuit and a new swimcap, I set out for another 2700M workout. Yea, that didn't so much a happen. After about 30 minutes of laps, my shoulders were screaming. I got the board and did some kicks, but let's face it... I HATE KICKING. So, I quit. I threw in the towel. No, actually I didn't. Want to know why? I forgot my dang towel... again. So, after my stupid short swim, I put on my sweats and squished home for a hot shower. All in all, I'm pretty happy with the workout. To be able to get in the pool and swim even 1 lap was a triumph given my health recently. IfI can just make it through the 1.2 miles in Galveston, I'll be set. Here's to slowly healing!!!! Cheers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-26392654344633437?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/26392654344633437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=26392654344633437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/26392654344633437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/26392654344633437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/back-in-water.html' title='Back in the water'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R-GGS5LrelI/AAAAAAAAALU/W2VoOK17hEo/s72-c/swim+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-5653101635145753053</id><published>2008-03-15T22:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T22:29:32.025-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling In Love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R9yRKxgeuDI/AAAAAAAAALM/-7JSPatz0ns/s1600-h/open+road.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178173285843515442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R9yRKxgeuDI/AAAAAAAAALM/-7JSPatz0ns/s320/open+road.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... with cycling all over again. Today was a great day for training. The weather was perfect. Sunny, slightly windy and warm. I fell in love with being on the open road again. I think over the winter months, I forgot just how incredible riding through quiet country roads in the Hill Country could be. I only road 3o miles this morning, but it felt like 10. For the first time since last season, I didn't want my training session to end. Since we are nearing the Half Ironman on March 30th, I have begun my taper. After being injured for the last couple of weeks and not getting to put in the hours or miles necessary, I was so thrilled to be back on the road today. The feeling of smooth asphalt, a warm breeze and the sunshine on my cheeks was more than pleasant. Yes, I'm getting nervous for the race, considering my injuries but I think it's going to be a great race regardless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who don't know, I sprained both shoulders, pulled my hip flexor and injured my back this month. Thankfully, it was not due to a wreck on the bike... only as a response to overtraining and muscle inbalances. I have been going to physical therapy 2 and 3 times a week this month and am finally back to feeling better. I am not 100% just yet, but I do feel better which is more than I could say 3 days ago. I think the race will be okay. I might not finish with the time I had originally hoped for, but I will be so pleased to make it to the finish line.  Speaking of,  I am going to be doing a video journal while I am down for the weekend of the race. I'll make sure and post it on my blog once I get back. What else am I going to do for two weeks while I take off from training?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to get some rest.  I have another short ride planned for the morning followed by a 7 mile run. Okay, so I guess my taper isn't technically starting until Monday. Oh well. I have to get out and enjoy this amazing weather while I can. Not to mention, I kind of need a tan on my shoulders. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-5653101635145753053?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5653101635145753053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=5653101635145753053&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/5653101635145753053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/5653101635145753053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/falling-in-love.html' title='Falling In Love...'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R9yRKxgeuDI/AAAAAAAAALM/-7JSPatz0ns/s72-c/open+road.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-3141098481835869412</id><published>2008-03-01T21:41:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T22:13:40.273-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Half-Ironman Training</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R8olzhbSHsI/AAAAAAAAALE/tyX1EhR_JWU/s1600-h/logo_mdot2.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172988689064795842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R8olzhbSHsI/AAAAAAAAALE/tyX1EhR_JWU/s320/logo_mdot2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;I have had alot of questions about my training recently, so I have decided I would post about where I spend all of my free time and what I am working towards. On March 30, I will be racing in a Half Ironman Triathlon in Galveston, TX. The race consists of a 1.5 mile swim, 56 mile bike ride, 13.1 mile run and all in that order. By the weekend of the race, I will have been training for almost 3.5 months. I have actually been training for triathlons for a year straight, but only a few months for this specific race. Everyday, my life consists of waking up, swimming or cycling, going to work, running at lunch, heading back to work and then finishing out the day with one last workout. I average about 16 hours per week of training. This includes 4-5 runs, 2-3 swims, and 3-4 bike rides each week. That doesn't leave much time for anything else. The majority of those remaining hours is either spent eating, packing up gym bags for the next day, icing injuries or sleeping. I have become accustomed to an extreme lifestyle. If I'm not riding my bike on the shoulder of a highway, I'm probably dead-asleep on the couch or on my way. I don't think it's a lifestyle that I could continue forever... at some point there has to be balance. In the meantime, I do enjoy it and look forward to waking up the next morning and doing it all over again. Clearly, there is not enough time to train, work, sleep, eat and have a social life. Unfortunately, you have to choose. Something always ends up taking a backseat and will continue to do so until I figure out how to have more than 24 hours per day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To give you an idea of where I am at this weekend, I'm anticipating a 14 mile run tomorrow morning followed by a few miles on the bike. Hopefully around 20 depending on how my body feels. I found out on Thursday that I've sprained both of my shoulders and pulled my right hip flexor. Not fun. However, the doctor didn't tell me I have to stop training completely, but she has advised to stop when it hurts. She has also suggested some new supplements and physical therapy twice a week. As if my schedule wasn't crazy enough already!? However, today was my second day of PT and I'm feeling like I can handle it. Then again, I did skip my ride this morning because of the pain. Hopefully, tomorrow will be better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just thought I'd give you guys a training update. I'll let you know more as we get closer to my first Half Ironman. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Pain is weakness leaving the body."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-3141098481835869412?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3141098481835869412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=3141098481835869412&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/3141098481835869412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/3141098481835869412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/half-ironman-training.html' title='Half-Ironman Training'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R8olzhbSHsI/AAAAAAAAALE/tyX1EhR_JWU/s72-c/logo_mdot2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-8049260923154902786</id><published>2008-02-26T21:55:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T22:10:28.795-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wright is already 1 month old...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;He's growing so fast. It's amazing to see all of the little things that he is beginning to learn. He is now able to make eye contact and follow your face if move around. It's just a miracle to see this little baby already growing and learning new things. Here are a couple of pics at 1 month old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171505248207878962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R8Tgn5l_uzI/AAAAAAAAAKs/sHd4IvMrkQI/s320/47b8dc39b3127cce98548a29487200000027102AZt2zVozZMq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Wright, sitting in Aunt Lindsey's lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171505248207878946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 328px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="213" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R8Tgn5l_uyI/AAAAAAAAAKk/rLulsSAOlrk/s320/47b8dc39b3127cce98548a28c94300000037112AZt2zVozZMq.jpg" width="230" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Above you will see Wright making his best Zoolander male model impression. Stud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Below, Wright is beginning to look like a very stoich and intelligient baby. He must be conjuring up ways to save the world from disease, poverty and war.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171506558172904258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R8Th0Jl_u0I/AAAAAAAAAK0/hO7Nz1mTfk4/s320/47b8dc39b3127cce98548a2d487600000037132AZt2zVozZMq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171507030619306834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R8TiPpl_u1I/AAAAAAAAAK8/fejvrY-WtJk/s320/47b8dc39b3127cce98548a14c97f00000027102AZt2zVozZMq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lastly, a picture of their beatiful family.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-8049260923154902786?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8049260923154902786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=8049260923154902786&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/8049260923154902786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/8049260923154902786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/wright-is-already-1-month-old.html' title='Wright is already 1 month old...'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R8Tgn5l_uzI/AAAAAAAAAKs/sHd4IvMrkQI/s72-c/47b8dc39b3127cce98548a29487200000027102AZt2zVozZMq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-2271850472317800482</id><published>2008-02-22T13:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T13:52:09.368-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Email snippet...</title><content type='html'>Want to know how I really feel about training today?  I was told to put in this excerpt from an email I sent a friend today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I feel like ass to be honest. I did 3 workouts yesterday. Am swim, lunch run, pm spin and core. I kind of want to have my legs amputated. My muscles are all swollen and I feel super dehydrated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I am riding 60 tomorrow at 7am. BLAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom asked me today if days like yesterday made me want to quit. UH YES. It makes me want to throw away my bike, burn my swimsuits and donate my running shoes to the SPCA. Oh wait, keep the bike. Strike that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough bitching."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry. These feelings are temporary. I'll be back to my chipper self tomorrow. I hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-2271850472317800482?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2271850472317800482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=2271850472317800482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/2271850472317800482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/2271850472317800482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/email-snippet.html' title='Email snippet...'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-7542941335211649105</id><published>2008-02-22T08:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T09:01:33.317-06:00</updated><title type='text'>3-a-Day</title><content type='html'>5 weeks and 1 day till my first Half Ironman Triathlon (1.5 mile swim, 56 mile bike, 13.1 run... yes all in one day)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday started the dreaded 3 workouts per day portion of my training. Yes, I am nuts. However, I'm really only partially nuts compared to some of the other badasses on my team. Now they are hardcore! This is cake for them... not me. My day started at 4:30 Am. Wake up call, packed 3 gym bags... yes 3. Left for the pool and tried to scarf a peanut butter and jelly sandwich in time to workout. Mama's gotta eat, right? So, got to the pool and put in my 2900 meters, which usually takes a little over an hour. I hit the showers and then headed to work. Still gotta earn a pay check, you know? Worked a few hours (aka got yelled at by some clients). 12:00pm - headed for the gym. I logged 3 pretty easy miles on the treadmill. By this point, I was hurting. I ran 13 miles on Monday and my legs just weren't feeling very fresh. Quick shower... again, and then it was back to work for a few more hours. I ate lunch at my desk, got yelled at a little more by one very "special" client and then packed up my gear to head to the T3 training center. 30 minutes on the bike, 30 minutes of core and another workout on the bike. By this point, I'm draggin some serious butt. Luckily, our coaches were nice enough to provide us with beer and pizza. A perfect end to a long day! Had a couple of pieces and left early to go home and crash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling a little sore today, but pretty good overall. Just glad today is a rest day. Tomorrow morning starts at 7:15 am and will consist of 60 miles on the bike. Makes me hungry just thinking about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-7542941335211649105?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7542941335211649105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=7542941335211649105&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/7542941335211649105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/7542941335211649105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/3-day.html' title='3-a-Day'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-58534852112423897</id><published>2008-01-22T18:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T18:48:11.684-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wright Wood Clements has arrived!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My nephew was born this afternoon at 1:30pm. He is beautiful and looks just like my brother. After only 6 hours of labor, Betsy brought the most beautiful baby into this world. Mom and baby are both doing great. Here are a couple of pictures just a few minutes after he was born. I'll post more tomorrow. Enjoy...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158467123338971154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R5aOhJgmiBI/AAAAAAAAAJk/gJkFgCNpxRw/s320/HPIM0888.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158464331610228674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R5aL-pgmh8I/AAAAAAAAAI8/vVDBL9MeAaU/s320/HPIM0895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158464718157285346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R5aMVJgmh-I/AAAAAAAAAJM/2ATKJbw5tzA/s320/HPIM0892.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158464069617223602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R5aLvZgmh7I/AAAAAAAAAI0/cbZ6jw5OknA/s320/HPIM0876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158464520588789714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R5aMJpgmh9I/AAAAAAAAAJE/mx8vmu9n3LE/s320/HPIM0887.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-58534852112423897?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/58534852112423897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=58534852112423897&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/58534852112423897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/58534852112423897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/wright-wood-clements-has-arrived.html' title='Wright Wood Clements has arrived!'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R5aOhJgmiBI/AAAAAAAAAJk/gJkFgCNpxRw/s72-c/HPIM0888.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-7416157824159131818</id><published>2008-01-14T22:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T22:23:06.014-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is my new Cervelo. I think is beautiful. But, I cannot figure out a name. Perhaps you would be willing to help. Leave me some suggestions in the comments section. Thanks for your help!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155553494834775954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R4w0lpgmh5I/AAAAAAAAAIk/TSPYuXL72oQ/s320/HPIM0865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155553700993206178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R4w0xpgmh6I/AAAAAAAAAIs/hdExVmvOhGE/s320/HPIM0867.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-7416157824159131818?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7416157824159131818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=7416157824159131818&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/7416157824159131818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/7416157824159131818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/welcome-home.html' title='Welcome Home!'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R4w0lpgmh5I/AAAAAAAAAIk/TSPYuXL72oQ/s72-c/HPIM0865.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-3912038882494209688</id><published>2008-01-11T13:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T13:28:03.022-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick.. again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R4fC2pgmh4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/EQlZbODzix4/s1600-h/how-to-reduce-a-fever-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154302542660142978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R4fC2pgmh4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/EQlZbODzix4/s320/how-to-reduce-a-fever-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really tired of catching colds. I think this might be the third or fourth one I've had in just a few months. Having a cough, a fever, and a sore throat really isn't any fun. Especially when I need to be training. AHHH!!! Anybody else sick right now? I'm sure something is going around.Wouldn't it be great if they actually came up with a cure for the common cold? One day... one day. I'm keeping my fingers crossed that I'm miraculously healed for tomorrow morning. I was looking forward to getting out and riding in the 45 degree weather. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-3912038882494209688?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3912038882494209688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=3912038882494209688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/3912038882494209688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/3912038882494209688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/sick-again.html' title='Sick.. again!'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R4fC2pgmh4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/EQlZbODzix4/s72-c/how-to-reduce-a-fever-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-7740558606555495319</id><published>2007-12-29T19:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T20:01:42.970-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas and were able to spend time with your friends and family. My family had a great weekend together. It was nice to relax at my parents' house for a couple of days and wind down. Training was beginning to tire me out and it was very refreshing to be able to step out of that environment and go home for a bit. Now we are just waiting for the baby to be born and keeping our fingers crossed that everything goes smoothly and everyone is healthy and happy. Betsy's due date is January 18th, so I am guessing the baby could come at anytime. I'm praying for him and his parents and cannot wait to meet him! I'll post pictures as soon as he gets here. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Happy New Year and see you guys in 2008!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Linds&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-7740558606555495319?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7740558606555495319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=7740558606555495319&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/7740558606555495319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/7740558606555495319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas-and-happy-new-year.html' title='Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-7766688895651227715</id><published>2007-12-23T17:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T17:26:07.508-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bike Profile</title><content type='html'>Take a moment to introduce yourself! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147312264342570834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R27tO5gmh1I/AAAAAAAAAIE/LlyM-tjc-iQ/s320/HPIM0861.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello, my name is "Don't Eat Yellow Snow." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147312685249365874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R27tnZgmh3I/AAAAAAAAAIU/FqIW3D54RGA/s320/HPIM0863.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a 2007 Felt Z-90. I have taken Lindsey through almost 1000 miles of riding throughout Austin and it's surrounding areas. I have raced in 5 triathlons including 1 olympic distance and 4 sprints. Just recently, I had a small face lift which included my super-cool aero bars. I love the way I look in yellow grip tape. It's very slimming on me. I was born at Jack and Adam's Bike Shop and have returned for a number or check ups. Thankfully, Dr. Dave takes very good care of me. Some of you might know him as Don T. Bonk. I have yet to travel out of state, but hope to make it on the trip to Cancun with Lindsey for her second Half-Ironman race. I'm a little nervous about traveling but trust that I will be in good hands. Lindsey takes good care of me, but talks about some other bike named Cervelo? I've never met him before, but I already hate him. I might have a little brother to pester in the near future. Lindsey has also given me another nickname since my facelift, but says you must email her for it. Anyways, that is a little information about me and where I came from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147312457616099170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R27taJgmh2I/AAAAAAAAAIM/tL3hpjLGTSQ/s320/HPIM0862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Just a little tribute to my beloved Felt.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-7766688895651227715?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7766688895651227715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=7766688895651227715&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/7766688895651227715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/7766688895651227715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2007/12/bike-profile.html' title='Bike Profile'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/R27tO5gmh1I/AAAAAAAAAIE/LlyM-tjc-iQ/s72-c/HPIM0861.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-1514405860913248321</id><published>2007-12-07T14:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T14:41:35.567-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I need to vent for a second...</title><content type='html'>First off, let me explain that I have alot of support from friends and family regarding training. Sometimes, it comes from the people you least expect it from. I am more appreciative of that than I can ever explain. The never-ending "I admire you'," "You're amazing," "I wish I could do that," "You've inspired me," "Your determination is astounding," etc NEVER get old. It's truly what keeps me going, especially on those days when I feel the worst and just want to give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, every now and then you hear a couple of negative comments either behind your back or even in front of your face. Those are the ones that truly stick with you.  I've had two close friends on a number of occasions introduce me by saying, "this is my friend Lindsey, who does triathlons. I do them too, but I don't let it take over my entire life like she does." It stings to hear that. I work very very hard. I enjoy what I do. I am also well aware of the fact that it takes alot of my free time. I'm happy with that right now. I have set goals and am going to do whatever it takes to accomplish them. I'm not going to be able to finish an Ironman by going out all of the time and spending most of my free time "hanging out." It just isn't possible. There aren't enough hours in the day. One of the most unexpected benefits of training has been to show me who my true friends are and the ones that are willing to support me, regardless of their own desires. I've heard people talk about that. At the end of Ironman training, you will see who your real friends are. At the time, I rolled my eyes. It never crossed my mind that my friends might not be willing to support me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say that I have been so lucky to have the support that I have. Thank you all. I know I don't make enough time for each of you. I wish I could make it happen a little easier. Today, I have added a new goal to the list; Make more time for those that I care about. You all mean the world to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just needed to vent... thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-1514405860913248321?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1514405860913248321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=1514405860913248321&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/1514405860913248321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/1514405860913248321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-need-to-vent-for-second.html' title='I need to vent for a second...'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-8137955253153961206</id><published>2007-12-06T11:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T11:47:01.839-06:00</updated><title type='text'>If you were to date me, you should know...</title><content type='html'>Dating a Triathlete:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an outdoors type of person." Really means: I train in any type of weather: if it's raining, snowing, 90 degrees w/100 percent humidity, or winds gusting at 30 mph. I don't want to hear any complaints because I will still train in it and you're just a big wuss for complaining about it. "I enjoy riding my bike." Really means: with or w/o aero bars, alone or in a peleton, I don't care. If you can't do a spur of the moment 30 miler then you're not my type. I will let you draft, but if you can't hang and I drop you - I will see you later. I am a capable mechanic, but don't expect me to change your flats or tune your bike. You need to learn that on your own. "I enjoy jogging." Really means: Let's run hills until we puke. I have just as many shoes as you only mine are better because they are functional and all look the same. "I enjoy dining out." Really means: I enjoy eating out; in or anywhere else I can find food. Don't be shy because with the amount of food I eat, you can have that main entree instead of a salad and you will still look as though you eat like a rabbit in comparison. Don't get your limbs too close though as I may take a bite out of you. Most importantly don't expect any taste off my plate unless you can bring something to the party like more food. Eventually though if your not burning 4,000 calories a day your going to plump up and have a terrible complex due to watching me eat deserts and not gain any weight. Friends and family will eventually decide not to dine with us anymore due to my horrid table manners. Oh, and don't ask me any questions during breakfast, Mid Morning Lunch, Lunch, Afternoon lunch, dinner or Recovery Dinner as it does not lend to efficient food intake. "I enjoy quiet walks on the beach." Really means: Walks on the beach warming up into an 8 mile run and then plunging myself in the ocean for a 2 miler. If you get in my way you're going to find out what mass start is and let me assure you that you don't want to find out. "I find fulfillment in charitable work." Really means: If I am not racing, I am volunteering and I expect you to be there along side me as I stand out in 90 degree weather for 8 hours handing out sports drink to cyclists going 20 mph. Just stick the ol' arm out there and hope it doesn't get taken off. "I enjoy sharing quiet moments together." Really means: It's taper time. Just back off because I am strategizing and in a pissy mood because I am worried about my " A" race and can't workout. "I am an active person." Really means: Aside from my 40-hour job, and the 8 mandatory hours of sleep a night. 10 hours a week are devoted to me during the off-season and 20 during race season leaving us 4 hours. 2 of which are spent inhaling food and you not talking to me, so let's make the best of the 2 hours we will spend together on average each day. If you are a licensed massage therapist or doctor this would make the most optimal use of our time together. Nutritionist is also acceptable, but I probably already know just as much as you. "I enjoy road trips and leisurely drives." Really means: You have your choice of Wisconsin, Idaho, Florida, California, Arizona, and Canada, but don't expect to do much site seeing. If I get enough support from you we might be able to include Hawaii in there. "I enjoy site seeing." Really means: Lets grab a mountain bike and get our HR's up to 90%. There's plenty of time to look around on the descent as trees and bushes whiz by you at 40 mph. "I like stimulating conversation." Really means: while we are running, we can talk about food. Then we can talk about how we decided what to wear on this run based on the temperature at start time versus the temperature at the time we expect to finish, how horribly out of shape we are, how many miles we did last week, and how many we will do this week and next week. Then we can talk about food. "I enjoy relaxing soaks in the tub." Really Means: I'm going to stop on the way home and buy two bags of ice, throw them in the tub with some water, and sit in this torture chamber for 30 minutes. "I'm interested in photography" Really Means: My camera is permanently perched a tripod in front of my trainer. I obsess over taking photos of my bike position and analyzing them to get the perfect setup. "I'm into technology" Really Means: My HRM and bike computer are my best friends. Until you can give me some hard data that can improve my training, don't bother trying to buddy up to me. You could one day break into the top three if I find you as entertaining on long runs and rides as my mp3 player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't take credit for this, but it's right on...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-8137955253153961206?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8137955253153961206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=8137955253153961206&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/8137955253153961206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/8137955253153961206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2007/12/if-you-were-to-date-me-you-should-know.html' title='If you were to date me, you should know...'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-8784299675044741385</id><published>2007-12-05T16:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T16:55:03.683-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My worst run... EVER.</title><content type='html'>So it went something like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, it dawns on me that I am way behind on my long runs and should be up to 13+ miles. I decide it's time to push myself and start making up the mileage. (I had already had a meeting with one of my coaches regarding training earlier in the week. It was time to "amp" it up a bit.) Well, I decide at about 10:30 that I am going to roll out of bed, slip on my running shoes and get it done. I pack up my nutrition, which was 5 hammer gels, a bottle of Heed and some Advil and drive down to Town Lake. I park at Jack and Adam's so that I can run my bike over afterwards for a little tweaking. (Well, to be honest... I had jammed my chain against the frame and bent my rear-deruailler. Sp???) I park at J and A's and head for the trail. First setback, my Garmin doesn't want to work. No GPS signal. What a pain. It won't register how far I have gone. About a mile in, I get it up and running. Setback #2: forgot to take a gel. So, I open it, squeeze, gag, repeat. Setback #3: Ipod is low on batteries. How am I supposed to run 13 miles alone in silence? My brain just isn't wired for that. By this point, I'm making decent time and have arrived at Hula Hut but am in a terrible mood. I turn and head up the Enfield hill. It nearly kills me. I have to walk... alot. Turn down Exposition and head back towards the trail for more water. Fill up on water and the Garmin quits on me again. Dang bridge. 3/4ths of a mile later, Hammer Gel isn't sitting well. I gag a bit and keep on trucking. 20 steps later... BLEH. I puke, in front of everyone on Caeser Chavez. Wipe your mouth, take a swig of Heed, keep pushing. Another quarter of a mile, BLEH. Again!!!?? At this point, I'm hunched over and throwing up. Can't keep any fluids down. Keep on running. Once again, you guessed, I barf. Now, I'm just mad. I turn off my ipod, dump out my water and turn to head over the bridge back to my car with my head hanging low. No idea what was wrong. Guess my body just decided to actually REJECT a long run that day. Made it to the car without tossing my cookies for the 4th time and drove home in shame. 7 miles in on a 13 mile run... and I quit. I don't quit. At least there's a first time for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I had only consumed 1 gel. RRRRRRR!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-8784299675044741385?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8784299675044741385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=8784299675044741385&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/8784299675044741385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/8784299675044741385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-worst-run-ever.html' title='My worst run... EVER.'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-7795689226254534082</id><published>2007-11-01T09:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T09:35:56.771-05:00</updated><title type='text'>For a good cause... Austin Beer Mile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/RynkKaoJLbI/AAAAAAAAAHs/XKq7saK_Qo4/s1600-h/beer%20mile%20shirt_Charles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127880518335540658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/RynkKaoJLbI/AAAAAAAAAHs/XKq7saK_Qo4/s320/beer%2520mile%2520shirt_Charles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mark November 24, 2007 in your calendars!!!! Logan is hosting the Austin Beer Mile at Circle C Ranch. This is a 1 mile run that requires the consumption of 4 beers along the way. First to the finish, without puking, wins. It's a fun event that benefits Logan's sister, April, who was recently diagnosed with MS. Here is the link to the website with additional information. Feel free to join in the fun!!! I'm looking for a relay partner since I'm not a big drinker. Let me know if you're interested in tag-teaming with me or if you want to participate on your own!!! &lt;a href="http://www.austinbeermile.com/index.htm"&gt;http://www.austinbeermile.com/index.htm&lt;/a&gt; To sign up, just email Logan at &lt;a href="mailto:ldelaware@hotmail.com"&gt;ldelaware@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;. Let him know where you heard about the event! :) T-Shirts are also available. Let Loga know if you want one. The proceeds go directly to April. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-7795689226254534082?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7795689226254534082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=7795689226254534082&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/7795689226254534082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/7795689226254534082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/for-good-cause-austin-beer-mile.html' title='For a good cause... Austin Beer Mile'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/RynkKaoJLbI/AAAAAAAAAHs/XKq7saK_Qo4/s72-c/beer%2520mile%2520shirt_Charles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-4468427845649476698</id><published>2007-10-23T13:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T13:57:20.214-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Swim lessons anyone??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/Rx5DK2_ELwI/AAAAAAAAAHk/O-OsAwcfIp8/s1600-h/swim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124607279831985922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/Rx5DK2_ELwI/AAAAAAAAAHk/O-OsAwcfIp8/s320/swim.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning was my first swim workout with T3. It started with a wake-up call before 5am. Throw on a swimsuit, grab some sweats and your goggles, run out the door to make it to the pool by 5:45am. Don't worry was the coldest day of Fall thus far. The pool is outdoors but it is heated. I was still freezing my butt off. It was a great workout. My coaches have been fantastic and I feel like I am already seeing improvements this early in the off-season. I couldn't be happier!!! Now, if I can just stay awake long enough to finish the work day and make it to the core and spin classes. At least I snuck in an hour long nap in the Acura during lunch. I'm going to sleep like a rock tonight. Can't wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-4468427845649476698?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4468427845649476698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=4468427845649476698&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/4468427845649476698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/4468427845649476698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2007/10/swim-lessons-anyone.html' title='Swim lessons anyone??'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/Rx5DK2_ELwI/AAAAAAAAAHk/O-OsAwcfIp8/s72-c/swim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-8762896974370138385</id><published>2007-10-17T09:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T10:02:55.785-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Injured??</title><content type='html'>So, I have a not so good update for you all this morning. I have recently started with a new training program called T3. It's a fantastic triathlon training program and they have promised to get me through my first Half Ironman. I have just started training with them this week and already feel like I might have injured my hip flexor last night. If I did, it's completely my fault. I ran hills yesterday backwards when I was pretty sore and am paying the price for it today. I can't figure out if I am just that sore or actually pulled my hip flexor. Cross your fingers it's just soreness and I can still train!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122316486010220274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/RxYftG_ELvI/AAAAAAAAAE8/3hRZdsoqxUM/s320/logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, T3 is fantastic. I am so excited about joining and am really looking forward to training with such a well-respected program.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-8762896974370138385?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8762896974370138385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=8762896974370138385&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/8762896974370138385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/8762896974370138385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2007/10/injured.html' title='Injured??'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/RxYftG_ELvI/AAAAAAAAAE8/3hRZdsoqxUM/s72-c/logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-2586724560808304782</id><published>2007-10-11T10:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T10:00:49.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not even 10:00 am yet...</title><content type='html'>...and I just want to scream. So, here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just going to be one of those days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-2586724560808304782?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2586724560808304782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=2586724560808304782&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/2586724560808304782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/2586724560808304782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-not-even-1000-am-yet.html' title='It&apos;s not even 10:00 am yet...'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-986336243427281444</id><published>2007-10-08T22:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T22:34:08.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I had the time of my life!!!</title><content type='html'>I hate to see such an amazing weekend come to an end. For those of you that are interested, I finished my first Olympic Distance Triathlon on Saturday a the Longhorn Triathlon Festival with a fantastic time. I finished the race in 3:29. I was thrilled with my time. Everything went very well but of course, I did learn a few important things about this distance. 1) ALWAYS wear your socks. Even when they tell you it isn't necessary and that saving the time in transition is worth it... just wear them. You will thank me. The arches of my feet are covered in blisters and the last mile of the run was painful. It felt like I was runing on hot coals. 2) USE Body Glide. I am great about using that stuff for long runs on my legs, my armpits and the seams of my clothing, but didn't feel like I needed it this weekend. I was WRONG. Just wear it. Even when in doubt. My armpits were bleeding by the time I crossed the finish line. Oh well... I guess you live and learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was fantastic as well. You would think that after waking up at 4am everyday this weekend, I would be in a sour mood and yet I am not. I got up way before dawn on Saturday to go back out the race and volunteer for the Half Ironman. What a day!? Mike Franklin did amazing. I was really lucky to workout my schedule at the race so that I could see him every few miles and ring my cowbell like a mad woman. Yes, pun very much intended. If you are reading this Mike, congrats!!! You ran an amazing race and I am so proud of you. I can't wait to see you finish your first Ironman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan now is to continue my marathon training and tri training to be ready for Austin Marathon in Feb, as many olympic distance tri's as I can afford, and a Half Ironman to finish out the season  a year from now. I can hardly wait. The sport of triathlon continues to change me inside and out. With each race that I complete, I feel like I might actually be one step closer to doing an Ironman. Hopefully it will happen one day.  It might not be for a few years, but I'm okay with being patient and persistent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to everyone for all of their support this year. I am very grateful to have a foundation of friends and family that help push me to accomplish each goal. Thank you! I am sad to see the triathlon season end, but I am looking forward to watching the championships in Kona next weekend. Too bad I won't get to see it in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post pictures once I get them. Stay tuned...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-986336243427281444?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/986336243427281444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=986336243427281444&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/986336243427281444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/986336243427281444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-had-time-of-my-life.html' title='I had the time of my life!!!'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-4532139287901337253</id><published>2007-10-04T15:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T15:25:12.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's posted.</title><content type='html'>My bib number has been posted for the race. Uh oh, I guess this means I really have to do it. Eesh.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/RwVL92_ELuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/EHkRLiJkJyg/s1600-h/number_177.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117580077680570082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="318" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/RwVL92_ELuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/EHkRLiJkJyg/s320/number_177.png" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-4532139287901337253?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4532139287901337253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=4532139287901337253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/4532139287901337253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/4532139287901337253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-posted.html' title='It&apos;s posted.'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/RwVL92_ELuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/EHkRLiJkJyg/s72-c/number_177.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-5273397179230790244</id><published>2007-10-04T12:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T12:02:08.978-05:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHHHH!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/RwUcdG_ELtI/AAAAAAAAAEs/06mebsGoPTk/s1600-h/pixel-scared.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117527837993348818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/RwUcdG_ELtI/AAAAAAAAAEs/06mebsGoPTk/s320/pixel-scared.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm getting so nervous about this race on Saturday. How bad is this going to hurt and how long is it going to take me???? I can't believe we're about a day and half out. What am I thinking!!!!!??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-5273397179230790244?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5273397179230790244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=5273397179230790244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/5273397179230790244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/5273397179230790244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2007/10/ahhhhh.html' title='AHHHHH!!!'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/RwUcdG_ELtI/AAAAAAAAAEs/06mebsGoPTk/s72-c/pixel-scared.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-5866087125062603133</id><published>2007-09-24T10:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T10:41:12.417-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Longhorn Tri Countdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" name="flashplayer" src="http://www.wishafriend.com/countdown/swf/fun15.swf?then_year=2007&amp;then_month=9&amp;then_day=6&amp;eventt=Longhorn+Triathlon+Festival" quality="high" width="260" height="210" swliveconnect="true" allowscriptaccess="samedomain" &gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wishafriend.com/countdown/" target="new"&gt;Myspace Countdown Clocks&lt;/a&gt; at WishAFriend.com&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/JnB0PTExOTA2NDg1MDA0MTcmcD1XaXNoQUZyaWVuZCUyRWNvbSZkPSZuPWJsb2dnZXI=.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-5866087125062603133?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5866087125062603133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=5866087125062603133&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/5866087125062603133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/5866087125062603133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2007/09/longhorn-tri-countdown.html' title='Longhorn Tri Countdown'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-2002896374628552834</id><published>2007-09-24T10:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T10:41:33.604-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Next tri coming soon...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/RvfXXG_ELrI/AAAAAAAAAEc/uBSFEBkS8-4/s1600-h/longhornlogo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113792693914578610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/RvfXXG_ELrI/AAAAAAAAAEc/uBSFEBkS8-4/s320/longhornlogo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm signed up for my very first Olympic Distance Triathlon. I'm getting a little nervous about this one. The distances are as follows... 1500M swim, 24 mile bike, 6.2 mile run. Eesh!!! It's going to be interesting to see if I can make it! Wish me luck. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-2002896374628552834?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2002896374628552834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=2002896374628552834&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/2002896374628552834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/2002896374628552834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2007/09/next-tri-coming-soon.html' title='Next tri coming soon...'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/RvfXXG_ELrI/AAAAAAAAAEc/uBSFEBkS8-4/s72-c/longhornlogo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-8665126041892037209</id><published>2007-09-11T09:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T09:41:13.201-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shady People..</title><content type='html'>Shady people you have dealt with. Discuss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450374453008988326-8665126041892037209?l=lindsorsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8665126041892037209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450374453008988326&amp;postID=8665126041892037209&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/8665126041892037209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450374453008988326/posts/default/8665126041892037209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsorsblog.blogspot.com/2007/09/shady-people.html' title='Shady People..'/><author><name>Scott and Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16823990628886363908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450374453008988326.post-8155048120769569837</id><published>2007-09-04T09:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T12:07:37.057-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A day in the life of a triathlete...</title><content type='html'>Sunday, August 26th, 2007 - I competed in the Skeese Greets Women's Triathlon at the Texas Ski Ranch in New Braunfels, TX. This was my experience...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4:31 pm the day before the race: Clothes are layed out on the dining room table. It's easy to forget little things after a 4:30AM wake-up call. (I even lay out my tooth brush.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103395378644458018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/RtLnDtR5GiI/AAAAAAAAACs/o5oAVEAhKsI/s320/day+in+tria+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My life-saver. Keeps my butt in excellent riding condition. Otherwise, it can get painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103395232615569938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/RtLm7NR5GhI/AAAAAAAAACk/Q-EbRv3Zozc/s320/day+in+tria+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;5:37 am wake up call. It was dreaful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104317211770165858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="162" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/RtYtddR5GmI/AAAAAAAAADM/p5gKkRNkC9Q/s320/Alarm.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7:30 am: Arrived at the race site. Transition area is all setup. Cycling gear on the front of the towel for an easy transition from swim to bike. Running gear is neatly placed on the back of the towel ready for "grab-n'-go." Bike is racked and facing the bike entrance for a speedy transition to the bike course. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103395434479032882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/RtLnG9R5GjI/AAAAAAAAAC0/IglsiT1yjNs/s320/day+in+tria+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:10am: Stretching before the Pre-Race meeting. I also took a quick dip in the water to warm up. After about a 100M swim, I was ready to race. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106361749347048178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/Rt1w9NR5GvI/AAAAAAAAAEU/0qpUJHEzMkw/s320/20070826_0057_P92.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:30am: First swim wave enters the water and gets ready for the starting gun. We're getting a little nervous at this point, but it helps that the water temperature was near 80 degrees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103399768101034562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/RtLrDNR5GkI/AAAAAAAAAC8/I6Xqf6TMPJI/s320/swim+start.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;8:41am - Exiting the swim in record time and headed for my first transition. Okay, well it's a record time for me. There were still a number of ladies in front of me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;8:43am - Heading out of T1 onto the 15 mile bike course. Feeling okay at this point.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;9:39am - Back in from the bike leg and starting the 5k run. I'm glad for it to be almost over. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106359928280914642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/Rt1vTNR5GtI/AAAAAAAAAEE/pfWuetXS7e8/s320/20070826_0747_P65.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;10:21am - Sprinting to the finish line to beat my previous time by only 45 seconds!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106360048539998946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z9djBJnTrwc/Rt1vaNR5GuI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ynXOEe4cqaE/s320/20070826_5901_P92.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the race, we had a couple of beers and then I went straight home to sleep on the floor for 3 hours. 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